Our Lady Of Arturo

Chickens all over my bedroom saying to me
«God loves you once
Step right up to the microphone
And spill all you have done.»
Our lady talks
Our sacred lady’s automatic
Time and peace and love will set you free
Whatever happened to the good times, girl?
Chickens drive my Cadillac
Left it parked up in the lawn
Singing to me, «God'll love you anyway
It don’t matter what you’ve done.»
Our lady talks
Our sacred lady’s automatic
Time, peace, love will set you free
Whatever happened to the good times, girl?
And as she said one man’s yardbird
Is another man’s chicken
Is another man’s factory
Is another man’s freedom
Is another man’s dinner
And another man’s memory
Is another man’s nightmare
And another man’s dream
I’ve been waist-deep with bad sheep
Looking for a good shepherd that’ll trust me
And I can still remember our lady of Arturo
Singing out loud from her basement apartment
«Get free, boy.»
Those were the good times
I wanna bring her home, yeah
Our lady talks
Our sacred lady’s automatic
Time and peace and love may set you free
Whatever happened to the good times, girl?
Ahh
Ahh
Ahh
Ahh
Whatever happened to the good times, girl?
Whatever happened to the good times, girl?
Whatever happened to the good times, girl?
Whatever happened to the good times, girl?