Southern Baptist church in the heart of the suburbs
Taking communion out of tiny plastic cups
Well, they told me it was wine
But it was really just grape-juice
I had my first drop of rum when I was twenty-one

3:00 am in Brooklyn and I'm drinking at The Union
Sippin' on a cheap beer
And chasing women like school kids
Well, I stood in long lines just to do a few lines
And I stumbled down the block as the sun was comin' up

Well, honey you asked me where I came from
I've come from a lot of different places
Oh, but I hope that I'll end up right next to you
You
You
You

(harmonica solo)

(guitar solo)


Lyrics submitted by Rickvee

Communion song meanings
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