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