You figured out who Santa Claus is
And who would one day get to be him:
This is a prayer to the Patron of Lost Causes:
Now you’re out there in the audience,
So: where did you last see ’em?
Not to repeat the phrase that gnaws us:
“They wouldn’t be lost, if you’d… “
No, I’m praying to you
Sounds insane to do,
But I’m saying “Thank you,
Saint Jude”
Remember Lennon and McCartney?
And you remember what they told us?
“Don’t carry the movement that we
Need upon, upon your shoulders”
Don’t know what your idea of cold is
This is America, dude
But I’m thanking you
In advance, it’s true
And I’m saying “Thank you,
Saint Jude,
Thank you,
Saint Jude,
Thank you,
Hey”
“Not every prayer will be answered
And if you worry, why pray?”
That’s what they tell me, so I’ll thank you in advance for
What I guess you’ll give a chance, or
Shouldn’t happen anyway
Such beauty wondering where its pants are
And what its plans amount to
Do or do not do what you can about the cancer
But Hey Jude,
Hey Jude
Hey Jude, you’ll
Do
So as you move into position
You needn’t show me what you’re doing
Move in your own mysterious way towards the mission
That you can’t imagine me in and I can’t imagine you in
It isn’t just a superstition
Will Work For Food
So I’m begging you
Nothing left to do
And I’m saying “Thank you, hey, Jude
Thank you, hey Jude,
Thank you
You’d
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