“Temple Beautiful”

Who Shot John (LYRICS)

They say I shot Montgomery, shot him in the chest

It never went to trial, Montgomery confessed

They say possession is still nine-tenths of the law

Well what possessed you to ask me who shot John

Eddy got probation, went out and robbed a bank

While out at the end of Jackson, Fatty walked the plank

I can hear him laughing still, on the seventh floor

Eddy wrote me a letter and asked me who shot John

Eddy dropped a kite from prison, told me who shot John

I went out last Sunday, ran into Cyril

He said I seen your friend Johnny out running with your girl

They were in the backseat so I climbed into the front

And in all of the commotion, tell me who shot John

There wasn’t anybody there to witness who shot John

Have you seen my baby, I ain’t seen her around

They say I shot my baby, they say I shot her down

She was here for a little while but now, my baby, she gone

They’ve yet to find the body or who shot John

There’s some mistakes that I don’t make, tell me who shot John

Well the truth is out there somewhere, who shot John

I think I’m gonna start a rumor that you shot John

Hold me in your arms and tell me who shot John

Put another log on the fire, who shot John

I hear they’re gonna make a movie

Well one more thing, who shot John?

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“Temple Beautiful”

The Left Hand And The Right Hand (LYRICS)

The left hand and the right hand shared a cigarette

They were seen together everywhere, everywhere they went

And when you passed them on the street

They always took the time to wave hello

They stood up for each other the way true brothers do

And when the left hand lost a thumb the right cut his off too

Ah, but no one could harmonize the way those brothers did, no

Don’t tell me you don’t want my love

Don’t tell me you don’t need my love

Don’t tell me you don’t want my love

Don’t tell me you don’t need my love

Well the left hand and the right hand, they grew apart

One day it was separate checks, the next day bodyguards

And the years flew by like birds of prey

Not a single word between those two

Don’t tell me you don’t want my love

Don’t tell me you don’t need my love

Don’t tell me you don’t want my love

Don’t tell me you don’t need my love

Well, now they’re back together, still at each other’s throats

Breaking strings and dropping beats, singing all of the wrong notes

Ah, but no one can harmonize the way those brothers do, no

Don’t tell me you don’t want my love

Don’t tell me you don’t need my love

Don’t tell me you don’t want my love

Don’t tell me you don’t need my love

Don’t tell me you don’t want my love

Don’t tell me you don’t need my love

Don’t tell me you don’t want my love

My love, all love

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“Temple Beautiful”

Museum Of Broken Hearts (LYRICS)

They’ll cast you out of marble, they’ll cast you out of bronze

They’ll make a broken heart look good as new

Some of them are permanent, some have come and gone

Some are just too delicate to move

In the museum, the Museum of Broken Hearts

In the museum, the Museum of Broken Hearts

There’s a caveman, a soccer mom, a prison guard, a whore

There’s a virgin bride on her wedding day

Anyone who’s lost in love is welcome at the door

Nobody is ever turned away

From the museum, the Museum of Broken Hearts

The museum, the Museum of Broken Hearts

And if you get a little lonely, you’ll always find a crowd

There’s people lined up halfway down the street

The queen of hearts is crying even though she’s made of stone

The curator leans down to wash her feet

In the museum, in the Museum of Broken Hearts

The museum, in the Museum of Broken Hearts

In the Museum of Broken Hearts

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