Songtexte Salvation - Live - Citizen Cope

Say, Judas came up to D.C
He'd been down in Georgia for a while
He drove an I-44 he bought with the soul
Of a blonde-haired kid with a left-handed guitar
Now he's lookin' for me, citizen C.O.P
Sign on the dotted line, please, for the fake 50s
Now Judas said to me, "Since I was the age to speak
Haven't you been listening?"

Salvation
Salvation
Salvation
Salvation

Well, he came to town
Found the woman that I love and he put her down
She told him where I live off 9th in an alleyway
Where they say they got the coke and the dope
Until you end up broke and you shoulda left
The smack gets you, he said, now you gotta deal with me instead
I'm downstairs on the motorola
You know I got three golden bullets and I'll shoot them for your soul

Salvation
Salvation
Salvation
Salvation

Well, I came down with my Martin blazin'
My voice it was cuttin' him up
Now he's aimin' his first shot, grazed my eye
I lost half of my sight and my firstborn's life
Yeah, the second shot knocked off my guitar moon
And it made my guitar kinda play out of tune
But I just kept strummin' like I had nothin' to lose
He turned the third on himself 'cause the bastard knew

Salvation
Salvation, oh
Salvation
Salvation

Salvation, I'm callin'
Salvation, I'm callin'
Salvation, I'm callin'
Salvation, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said, put the gun down
Put the gun down
Put the gun
Put the gun down
Put the gun down
Put the gun
Put the gun down
Put the gun down
Put the gun
Put the gun down
Put the gun down
Said, put the gun down
Put the gun down
Put the gun
Put the gun down
Put the gun down
Put the gun
Put the gun down
Put the gun down
Put the gun
Put the gun down

Salvation, I'm callin'
Salvation, I'm callin'
Salvation, I'm callin'
Salvation