Anna Ross - Jealousy lyrics

Jealousy my devil Jealousy my hell Jealousy insomnia Jealousy sleep well Innocence is heaven Innocence is hell Innocence in everyone Innocence is dead Four and twenty black boys Singing in the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free My angel, my devil My hell, my heaven My storm, my calm My photograph, my palm Four and twenty white boys Singing in the the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free I've been your preacher I've been your boy I've been your teacher I've been your joy I've been your drunk I've been your home I've been your rock You've been my stone Four and twenty poor boys Singing in the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free