The Next Right Thing

As the sun rose up over the sea Everyone was singing in a minor key Buddhists, Hindus, Jews and priests Gathered around for the jubilee Two old ladies still waiting on a sign Growing bitter with age like a yellowtail wine Shouting at the junkies in the cold street light Do you do the next right thing or the next thing right? Oh Oh, you're a long way from home, hear me sing Oh Oh, people need a miracle to do the next right thing Head hearing voices and a choir preaches Hey diddle diddle now the fiddle screeches Moaning up the stairs and rolling in bed She'd been talking to God since 2 AM Saying I don't want to go, I don't want to die But a sisters got to save her seat in the sky. You can judge me grade me but shed some light Do you do the next right thing or the next thing right? Oh Oh, you're a long way from home, hear me sing Oh Oh, people need a miracle to do the next right thing Oh Oh, you're a long way from home, hear me sing Oh Oh, people need a miracle to do the next right thing