Jealousy my devil
  Jealousy my hell
  Jealousy insomnia
  Jealousy sleep well
    Innocence is heaven
  Innocence is hell
  Innocence in everyone
  Innocence is dead
    Four and twenty black boys
  Singing in the street
  Getting high on most things
  Wishing they were free
    My angel, my devil
  My hell, my heaven
  My storm, my calm
  My photograph, my palm
    Four and twenty white boys
  Singing in the the street
  Getting high on most things
  Wishing they were free
    I've been your preacher
  I've been your boy
  I've been your teacher
  I've been your joy
  I've been your drunk
  I've been your home
  I've been your rock
  You've been my stone
    Four and twenty poor boys
  Singing in the street
  Getting high on most things
  Wishing they were free