And If Venice Is Sinking Lyrics

And If Venice Is Sinking lyrics

Jesus hangs behind the glass above Venetian doors

His window box boasts crimson flowers, fresh cut the day before

And you couldn't find a smile if you nailed it to his face

But Jesus Christ hangs his head with grace



And if Venice is sinking, I'm going under

'Cause beauty's religion and it's christened me with wonder



They come in bent-backed, creeping 'cross the floor, all dressed in black

Candles, thick as pillars, you can buy one off the floor

And the ceiling's painted gold, Mary's hair is red

The old come here to kiss their dead



And if Venice is sinking, I'm going under

'Cause beauty's religion and it's Christened me with wonder



We made love upon a bed that sagged down to the floor

In a room that had a postcard on the door of Marini's little man

With an erection on a horse, it always leaves me laughing

Leaves me feeling that of course if



Venice is sinking, I'm going under

'Cause beauty's religion and it's christened me with wonder

Venice is sinking, I'm going under

'Cause beauty's religion and it's christened me with wonder