Lyrics

Sinners & Saints
Music & Lyrics by Jim Malloy

She's a late-night maker
Who's a taker of the ancient
From a basement
He braves a craving
For a lady with an accent
Making content
Always well meant

He wouldn't mind giving her the time
Come have some fun                      
Like the hot hot sun   
It's a fact - fact - fact - fact 

We could be sinners                       
We could be saints                                  
We can make a mystery and          
Disappear without a trace     

Watch out for the sad dogs lying on the sidewalk
City sidewalks
Begging bones
                         
The world churns as the herds are burning all the pages 
Of the ages
In the middle of the road

See the man, he's a sadist serving papers to his neighbors
He's a hater          
A door breaker

There's a red stain forming on the children in the schoolyard
They are target
For the market
It's not a head start
What a shame what a shame what a shame what a shame

We can be lovers   
We can be friends
We can weave our dreams together      
Live forever and again          

There's a gray train leaving from the comfort of the station
The seats are vacant
The light is fading          
No one's waving                      
Like a fly on the window
Watching nature from the inside
It's a short life
It's short, short, short, short, short, short life                 

We could be sinners                       
We could be saints                                  
We can make a mystery                
Disappear without a trace
                       
We could be famous
Or we could be lame
It wouldn't matter one bit at all           
We can manage just the same

We can be lovers   
We can be friends
We can weave our dreams together      
Live forever and again