"hey you" she said   "i think that I have something in my eye"   And she posed beneath the standard lamp   As her clothes waved goodbye   And she was   Naked as a new apology   For something she hadn't yet done   And he said "did I ever tell you the one about   The original miss jesus? "      "born before   Her more famous little brother mister christ   Sure, there were miracles   But out of the public eye   So they didn't   Think even to have her crucified   She just wrote some novels and then she died   And only her family cried for her   The original miss jesus         And then he came   The one that they wrote all the books about   The king of the rock opera   Whom she could do without (the sheik of do-without)"         "stop!" she said   "jesus could have been a boy or girl   History would still have been unkind   If he'd been a her   Anyway   Just watch me turn this beer into air   As for redemption value, I don't care   But if you want, I'll even pretend to be   The original miss jesus"         So she was   The saviour   Of that sad and lonely room.