Jesus got his picture in the paper   Cut it out and brought it in for me to see   I can tell he's trying to save my soul again   And though I don't believe him, I can still pretend   He's the light of my life   Alright      Stella's been asleep out on the doorstep   And Mary Magdalene is just inside   And she's trying to cool her feet off in the bathtub   She's been walking on the streets all through the night      Does anybody know   Just what the future holds   For these prodigal souls   In a world that's lost control?   All these prodigal children      Stella has some bad hallucinations   We can't tell her that it's ruining her life   Now the cops have come to take her to the station   And it makes us very sad to hear her cry    So don't take her away, we'll pay her bail      Does anybody know   Just what the future holds   For these prodigal souls   In a world that's lost control   All these prodigal children