Leningrad — Prayer
I’m in need of shoes and a new lipstick
To make my soul bright beyond belief
I’m so faithful, I’m not atheistic
But in prayers I can’t get relief
I’d like my nose to be a little shorter
And my breasts to be another size
I was praying hard like a blessed martyr
But there was no result to my surprise
God, are you a sham?
Or maybe you can hear me,
But you just don’t give a damn?
I don’t have a car or an apartment,
I’ve already sent you my best prayer
I hoped for your financial department
But now I see that you just didn’t care
I asked you for a guy who has some money
Or maybe for a guy to please my soul
But you again did all of it so funny
Like you got really high and lost control
God, are you a sham?
Or maybe you can hear me,
But you just don’t give a damn?
They say you don’t exist, and maybe that’s why
You can’t hear my prayers all along
Oh, I truly wish you’d be in the sky
So you can put me where I do belong
God, are you a sham?
Or maybe you can hear me,
But you just don’t give a damn?
So listen, God, are you a sham?
Or maybe you can hear me,
But you just don’t give a damn?