My Baby Crying

Hold the bell
I carry news that I have got to tell
Hold your head out and you can hear
My baby crying

Peter and Paul
Stare at the sky and wait for Jesus to fall
The only sound that they can hear
Is my baby crying

Investors of cash
Have only years before a Wall Street crash
Pile up and throw a big Roman bash
In celebration

Bodies relax
Exhale the smoke of trivial facts
Which rises up to smother the sound
Of my baby crying

Sometimes I feel like a lover in vain
I failed to protect her from the forces of pain
That so silently pierce her tender heart

My little mate
Is an embarrassment to heads of state
In nervous speeches claiming they don't hear
My baby crying

Rumours abound
The peddler went and sold this thing that he found
To hipster agents who will market the sound
Of my baby crying

Sometimes I feel like a lover in vain
I failed to protect her from the forces of pain
That so silently pierce her tender heart

Bring out the shroud
The rebel prophet just got stoned by the crowd
That walked away and laughed out loud
At my baby crying

I'm in despair
I hear it like a trumpet everywhere
How can I tell myself that I couldn't care about
My baby crying
My baby crying
My baby crying
My baby crying