Revelations - Jesse Malin

Meet me at Angelica’s for the final scene

In black and white Helvetica you’ll find the Village green

Doctor or doctrine, mirror or mirage

Stockholm syndrome metaphors, blame it all on mom

I thought about a conversation

As it played back in my head

I think I had a revelation

Sick of callin up the dead

Everything’s gonna be ok, gonna be all right, gonna be ok yeah

Purple hearts and question marks, she’s still dressed to kill

Coffee shops and confidantes, is she a friend of Bill?

The promise of another year, a birthday in the fall

For a mighty moment dear, we almost had it all

I thought about a conversation

As it played back in my head

I’m gonna make the transformation

Just like Bowie in Berlin

Everything’s gonna be ok, gonna be all right, gonna be ok yeah

Twenty second Century and the great beyonds

Cinderella liberty, gonna die like swans

I thought about our conversation

As it played back in my head

I’m gonna make the transformation

Sick of callin up the dead

I think I’ll have a revelation

Many happy returns

I’m gonna make a transformation

While the candle still burns

Everything’s gonna be ok, gonna be all right, gonna be ok yeah

Right now let the DJ play

Let the sad guitar carry you away

Everything’s gonna be ok, gonna be all right, gonna be ok yeah

Meet me at Angelica’s