The Ruling Class

He resurfaced on the sidewalk on my block the other day Yeah it's a fact, check it sorry charlie honey he's back from LA So son you better turn it around, yeah Christ is on his way across town He was gettin' tired of hangin' around Yeah he's back jack, smokin' crack, find him if you wanna get found he's having supper with the upper management of a new regime He's in a new jacket, tax bracket, sandals and a dark pair of jeans He's got deductions right on down the line Dependent claims on all of my mankind Have no fear he's right here drinking beer just trying to get down he resurfaced on the sidewalk on my block the other day Yeah it's a fact, check it--sorry charlie honey he's back from the grave You better turn your frown upside down, yeah Christ is on his way across town He was gettin' tired of hangin' around Yeah he's back jack, shootin' smack, find him if you wanna get down Yeah he's back jack, smokin' crack, find him if you wanna get found