The other night, late at the bar called Shipwreck
I was having some drinks with a saint.
he was sitting on the stool next to me
taking communion with whiskey and water.
I asked him "What are you doing here old man?
this is no place for a saint to be".
he said "My child, you make a huge mistake
because this is where you find people's fears and passions".
He looked around him at the sober and the drunk
and said "I love these infernal people.
if you want to be a saint, you have to sin first
and hey, if you have time, repent".
The other night, late at the bar called Shipwreck
I was having some drinks with a saint.
he was sitting on the stool next to me
taking communion with whiskey and water.
he was sitting on the stool next to me
at the end of the night he even payed the bill.