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Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest,<br />They were the best of friends.<br />So when Frankie Lee needed money one day,<br />Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens<br />And placed them on a footstool<br />Just above the plotted plain,<br />Sayin', "Take your pick, Frankie Boy,<br />My loss will be your gain."<br /><br />Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down<br />And put his fingers to his chin,<br />But with the cold eyes of Judas on him,<br />His head began to spin.<br />"Would ya please not stare at me like that," he said,<br />"It's just my foolish pride,<br />But sometimes a man must be alone<br />And this is no place to hide."<br /><br />Well, Judas, he just winked and said,<br />"All right, I'll leave you here,<br />But you'd better hurry up and choose<br />Which of those bills you want,<br />Before they all disappear."<br />"I'm gonna start my pickin' right now,<br />Just tell me where you'll be."<br /><br />Judas pointed down the road<br />And said, "Eternity!"<br />"Eternity?" said Frankie Lee,<br />With a voice as cold as ice.<br />"That's right," said Judas Priest, "Eternity,<br />Though you might call it 'Paradise.'"<br /><br />"I don't call it anything,"<br />Said Frankie Lee with a smile.<br />"All right," said Judas Priest,<br />"I'll see you after a while."<br /><br />Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down,<br />Feelin' low and mean,<br />When just then a passing stranger<br />Burst upon the scene,<br />Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler,<br />Whose father is deceased?<br />Well, if you are,<br />There's a fellow callin' you down the road<br />And they say his name is Priest."<br /><br />"Oh, yes, he is my friend,"<br />Said Frankie Lee in fright,<br />"I do recall him very well,<br />In fact, he just left my sight."<br />"Yes, that's the one," said the stranger,<br />As quiet as a mouse,<br />"Well, my message is, he's down the road,<br />Stranded in a house."<br /><br />Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked,<br />He dropped ev'rything and ran<br />Until he came up to the spot<br />Where Judas Priest did stand.<br />"What kind of house is this," he said,<br />"Where I have come to roam?"<br />"It's not a house," said Judas Priest,<br />"It's not a house . . . it's a home."<br /><br />Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled,<br />He soon lost all control<br />Over ev'rything which he had made<br />While the mission bells did toll.<br />He just stood there staring<br />At that big house as bright as any sun,<br />With four and twenty windows<br />And a woman's face in ev'ry one.<br /><br />Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee<br />With a soulful, bounding leap,<br />And, foaming at the mouth,<br />He began to make his midnight creep.<br />For sixteen nights and days he raved,<br />But on the seventeenth he burst<br />Into the arms of Judas Priest,<br />Which is where he died of thirst.<br /><br />No one tried to say a thing<br />When they took him out in jest,<br />Except, of course, the little neighbor boy<br />Who carried him to rest.<br />And he just walked along, alone,<br />With his guilt so well concealed,<br />And muttered underneath his breath,<br />"Nothing is revealed."<br /><br />Well, the moral of the story,<br />The moral of this song,<br />Is simply that one should never be<br />Where one does not belong.<br />So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin',<br />Help him with his load,<br />And don't go mistaking Paradise<br />For that home across the road.
New song lyrics
Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest,<br />They were the best of friends.<br />So when Frankie Lee needed money one day,<br />Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens<br />And placed them on a footstool<br />Just above the plotted plain,<br />Sayin', "Take your pick, Frankie Boy,<br />My loss will be your gain."<br /><br />Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down<br />And put his fingers to his chin,<br />But with the cold eyes of Judas on him,<br />His head began to spin.<br />"Would ya please not stare at me like that," he said,<br />"It's just my foolish pride,<br />But sometimes a man must be alone<br />And this is no place to hide."<br /><br />Well, Judas, he just winked and said,<br />"All right, I'll leave you here,<br />But you'd better hurry up and choose<br />Which of those bills you want,<br />Before they all disappear."<br />"I'm gonna start my pickin' right now,<br />Just tell me where you'll be."<br /><br />Judas pointed down the road<br />And said, "Eternity!"<br />"Eternity?" said Frankie Lee,<br />With a voice as cold as ice.<br />"That's right," said Judas Priest, "Eternity,<br />Though you might call it 'Paradise.'"<br /><br />"I don't call it anything,"<br />Said Frankie Lee with a smile.<br />"All right," said Judas Priest,<br />"I'll see you after a while."<br /><br />Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down,<br />Feelin' low and mean,<br />When just then a passing stranger<br />Burst upon the scene,<br />Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler,<br />Whose father is deceased?<br />Well, if you are,<br />There's a fellow callin' you down the road<br />And they say his name is Priest."<br /><br />"Oh, yes, he is my friend,"<br />Said Frankie Lee in fright,<br />"I do recall him very well,<br />In fact, he just left my sight."<br />"Yes, that's the one," said the stranger,<br />As quiet as a mouse,<br />"Well, my message is, he's down the road,<br />Stranded in a house."<br /><br />Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked,<br />He dropped ev'rything and ran<br />Until he came up to the spot<br />Where Judas Priest did stand.<br />"What kind of house is this," he said,<br />"Where I have come to roam?"<br />"It's not a house," said Judas Priest,<br />"It's not a house . . . it's a home."<br /><br />Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled,<br />He soon lost all control<br />Over ev'rything which he had made<br />While the mission bells did toll.<br />He just stood there staring<br />At that big house as bright as any sun,<br />With four and twenty windows<br />And a woman's face in ev'ry one.<br /><br />Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee<br />With a soulful, bounding leap,<br />And, foaming at the mouth,<br />He began to make his midnight creep.<br />For sixteen nights and days he raved,<br />But on the seventeenth he burst<br />Into the arms of Judas Priest,<br />Which is where he died of thirst.<br /><br />No one tried to say a thing<br />When they took him out in jest,<br />Except, of course, the little neighbor boy<br />Who carried him to rest.<br />And he just walked along, alone,<br />With his guilt so well concealed,<br />And muttered underneath his breath,<br />"Nothing is revealed."<br /><br />Well, the moral of the story,<br />The moral of this song,<br />Is simply that one should never be<br />Where one does not belong.<br />So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin',<br />Help him with his load,<br />And don't go mistaking Paradise<br />For that home across the road.
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