IV. Confession - 3. Trope: "Easy"

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IV. Confession - 3. Trope: “Easy” Lyrics[FIRST BLUES SINGER]
Well, I went to the holy man and I confessed
Look, I can beat my breast
With the best
And I’ll say almost anything that gets me
Blessed
Upon request
It’s easy to shake the blame for any crime
By trotting out that mea culpa pantomime:
“Yes, yes, I’m sad
I sinned, I’m bad.”
Then go out and do it one more time
[SECOND ROCK SINGER]
I don’t know where to start
There’s so much I could show
But how far, Lord, but how far can I go?
I don’t know

[SECOND BLUES SINGER]
If you ask me to join you in some real
Good vice
Now that might be nice
Once or twice
But don’t look for sacraments or sacrificе
They’re not worth the pricе
It’s easy to have yourself a fine affair
Your body’s always ready, but your soul’s
Not there
Don’t count on trust
Come love, come lust
It’s so easy when you just don’t care

[THIRD ROCK SINGER]
What I need I don’t have
What I have I don’t own
What I own I don’t want
What I want, Lord, I don’t know
[THIRD BLUES SINGER]
If you ask me to sing you verse that’s
Versatile
I’ll be glad to beguile you
For a while
But don’t look for content beneath the
Style
Sit back and smile
It’s easy for you to dig my jim jam jive
And, baby, please observe how neatly I
Survive
And what could give
More positive
Plain proof that living is easy when you’re
Half alive

[ALL THREE ROCK SINGERS]
If I could I’d confess
Good and loud, nice and slow, Lord

[ALL THREE BLUES SINGERS]
Easy, easy

[CHOIR]
Beatam Mariam semper Virginem
Precor
Beatum Michaelem Archangelum
Ideo precor
Beatum Joannem Baptistam
Sanctos Apostolos Petrum et Paulum
Omnes sanctos
Et vos, fratres
Orare pro me
Ad Dominum Deum nostrum
[ALL SIX SOLO SINGERS AND DESCANT]
What I say I don’t feel
What I feel I don’t show
What I show isn’t real
What is real, Lord, I don’t know
No, no, no …
I don’t know

[FIRST ROCK SINGER]
Come on, Lord, if you’re so great
Show me how, where to go
Show me now, I can’t wait
Maybe it’s too late, Lord
I don’t know

[FIRST BLUES SINGER]
Confiteor

[CELEBRANT] (speaking)
God forgive you

[ALL] (speaking)
God forgive us all

[CELEBRANT] (speaking)
God be with you

[ALL] (speaking)
And with your spirit

[CELEBRANT] (speaking)
Let us pray