I pulled my house down and made my invocation
To the clapped-out pleasures of a dying world
A whole new fresh for ’94 situation
A brand-new city and a brand-new girl
Then I went down to the Union Station
Where I stood there cryin' in the lonely queue
That’s when I knew my true destination
That’s when I come all over again in love with you
Poor little match-girl heart I thought I felt you beating
Against the crossed rhythms of your chorus line
I’m not hard of hearin' there’s no need in repeating
I guess I already heard you now the second time
Spell out your demands on tattered funny pages
Hung out like proud banners in the cobalt sky
Strung out like a ribbon through the bars and the cages
We’ll read them all weeping in the salty by and by
Yeah
Kingdom, come
Seven come eleven
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Kingdom come, babe
Seven come eleven, yeah
Hey
So, I quit the pale precincts of your endless evening
Of your long-suffering New Jerusalem
You won’t do me with any easy loaves and fishes
But hey that starlet risin', that’s a nifty one
Last night I walked down to the near side of the river
There was a golden city shining in the sun
Where we all laughed and loved, all our chump-change sins forgiven
But you know me, I’ll believe it when that day is come