Tom Wilson - Blessed lyrics

[Chorus] Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on O Lord, why have you forsaken me? [Verse 1] I got no place to go I've walked around SoHo for the last night or so Ah, but it doesn't matter, no [Chorus] Blessed is the land and the kingdom Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to Blessed are the meth drinkers, pot sellers, illusion dwellers O Lord, why have you forsaken me? [Verse 2] My words trickle down like a wound That I have no intention to heal [Chorus] Blessed are the stained gla**, windowpane gla** Blessed is the church service, makes me nervous Blessed are the penny rookers, cheap hookers, groovy lookers O Lord, why have you forsaken me? [Verse 3] I have tended my own garden much too long