The State I Am In
I was surprised
I was happy for a day in 1975
I was puzzled by a dream
Stayed with me all day in 1995
My brother had confessed that he was gay
It took the heat off me for a while
He stood up with a sailor friend
Made it known upon my sisters wedding day

I got married in a rush
To save a kid from being deported
Now she’s in love
I was so touched
I was moved to kick the crutches
From my crippled friend
She was not impressed that
I cured her on the Sabbath
So I went to confess
When she saw the funny side
We introduced my child bride to whisky and gin
To whisky and gin

The priest in the booth had a photographic memory
For all he had heard
He took all of my sins
And he wrote a pocket novel called
'The State I Am In'
So I gave myself to God
There was a pregnant pause before he said ok
Now I spend my day turning tables round
In Marks & Spencer’s
They don’t seem to mind

I gave myself to sin
And I’ve been there and back again
I gave myself to Providence
The state that I am in
I gave myself to sin
I gave myself to Providence
And I’ve been there and back again
The state that I am in

Oh love of mine, would you condescend to help me
Cause I am stupid and blind
Desperation is the Devil’s work
It is the folly of a boys empty mind
Now I’m feeling dangerous
Riding on city buses for a hobby is sad
Lead me to a living end
I promised that I’d entertain my crippled friend
My crippled friend

I gave myself to sin
And I’ve been there and back again
I gave myself to Providence
The state that I am in
I gave myself to sin
I gave myself to Providence
And I’ve been there and back again
The state that I am in

I gave myself to sin
And I’ve been there and back again
I gave myself to Providence
The state that I am in
I gave myself to sin
I gave myself to Providence
And I’ve been there and back again
The state that I am in
I gave myself to sin
And I’ve been there and back again