THE BALLAD OF FRANKIE LEE AND JUDAS PRIEST 

Well Frankie Lee and Judas Priest, they were the best of friends, 
So when Frankie Lee needed money one day, Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens. 
Place them on a footstool, just above the plotted plane, 
Saying, "Take your pick, Frankie boy, my loss will be your gain". 

Well Frankie Lee he sat back down, and put his finger to his chin. 
But with the cold eyes of Judas on him, his head began to spin. 
"Could you please not stare at me, like that", he said, "It's just my foolish pride, 
But sometimes a man must be alone, and this is no place to hide". 

But Judas he just winked, and said, "All right I'll leave you here, 
But you'd better hurry up and choose which of those bills you want, before they all disappear", 
"I'm gonna start my picking right now, just tell me where you'll be". 
Judas pointed down the road, and said, "Eternity". 

"Eternity", said Frankie Lee, with a voice as cold as ice. 
"Yes, Eternity", said Judas Priest, "Though you might call it paradise". 
"I don't call it anything", said Frankie Lee with a smile. 
"All right", says Judas Priest, "I'll see you after a while". 

Well Frankie Lee he sat back down, feeling low and mean. 
When just then a passing stranger, burst upon the scene. 
Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee the gambler, who's father is deceased, 
Well if you are, there's a fella calling you down the road, and he says his name is Priest". 

"Oh yes, he is my friend", says Frankie Lee in rage. 
"I do recall him very well, in fact he just left my place". 
"Yes, that's the one", said the stranger, as quiet as a mouse. 
"Well my message is, he's down the road, stranded in a house". 

Well Frankie Lee, he panicked, he dropped everything and ran. 
Until he came up to the spot where Judas Priest did stand. 
"What kind of house is this", he said, "Where I have come to roam". 
"It's not a house", said Judas Priest, "It's not a house, it's a home". 

Well Frankie Lee he trembled, he soon lost all control, 
Over everything which he had made, while the mission bells did toll. 
He just stood there staring at this big house, as bright as any sun, 
With four and twenty windows, and a woman's face in every one. 

Well up the stairs went Frankie Lee with a soulful bounding leap, 
And foaming at the mouth, he began to make his midnight peace. 
For sixteen nights and days he raved, on the seventeenth he burst 
Into the arms of Judas Priest, which is where he died of thirst. 

No one tried to say anything when they carried him out in jest,
Except, of course, the poor little neighbour boy who carried him to rest. 
And he just walked along alone, with his guilt so well concealed, 
And muttered underneath his breath, "Nothing is revealed". 

Well the moral of this story, the moral of this song, 
Is simply that one should never be where one does not belong. 
So if you see your neighbour caring something, help him with his load, 
And don't go mistaking Paradise, for that home across the road.