E G A
I saw the patron saints parade down city hall
D E G A
I saw the patron saints for the handsome, rich and tall
D E G A
I felt so out of place, appalling and appalled
D A C D
They all drove away and there was no one left to call
G C D
Cause there ain’t no surrogate savior for my soul
G C
There ain’t no patron saint for rock and roll
D
For rock and roll
D A G A
I stood and watched the parade crowded in the back
D A G A
I couldn’t see a thing through the patriotic flag
D A G A
The huddled masses and me disillusioned in the rain
D A C D
Wondering what America means when I feel so out of place
G C D
Cause there ain’t no surrogate savior for my soul
G C
There ain’t no patron saint for rock and roll
D E
For rock and roll
F# Bm D E A
Sometimes I feel lonely, devilish and old
F#m G F# B
As if my congregation were the bitter cold
Em A D
And my hymnal feels like it’s got holes
G C B
Christ alone could save my soul
Em A E x2
D A
There’s a park downtown
G A
Where the homeless get ignored
D A
Where the church next door is a crowd
G A
Singing “Blessed are the poor”
D A
Where the Mercedes drive away
G A
Muttering, “druggies, drunks and whores”
D A
Where the bumper sticker displays
C D
“My copilot is the Lord”
G C D
Cause there ain’t no surrogate savior for my soul
G C
There ain’t no patron saint for rock and roll
D
For rock and roll
