Glory

Ahhhh.........

I'd be dead by 33
That was my best guess
But hey, here I am this morning
Singing, "Happy Birthday to me,"
As I clean up all this mess
'Cause I'm left still alive without warning

In the big boring middle of my long book of life
After the twist has been told
If you don't die in glory at the age of Christ
Then your story is just getting old

Ahhhh...

You can see Leather Jacket James
And Jimmy fanned the flames
And those posters will always will always look younger
Ah, but they never knew
And they can't guide us through
The long stretch of spiritual hunger

In the big boring middle of our long book of life
After the twist has been told
If you don't die in glory at the age of Christ
Then your story is just getting old

Ahhhh....

As a skinny kid, she knew that she should never sell her beauty
But it's a strong narcotic to feel the public stare
It's like a powerful dose of some synthetic self-image
It makes you feel so alive
As long as it is there

That was how she fell
Not pushed by human hands
She was pushed by the eyes all around her
So she fell back into her past
Where her beauty marked her last
So the cameras could never have found her

In the big boring middle of her long book of life
After the twist has been told
If you don't die in glory at the age of Christ
Then your story is just getting old

Ahhhh........

Now when Jesus told the rest
That He would have His way
And in death, He would not be defeated
Baby, it was all for the best
For what He had to say
Because He would not always have to repeat it

In the big boring middle of His long book of life
After He passed 32
If you don't die in glory at the age of Christ
Then your story is still coming true

Still coming true.......
Still coming true......

Ahhhh...........