jersey i had some friends i thought i trusted they seemed pretty cool to me they looked like maybe they were one of us feeling things that you and i see it took about a year for me to realize they had no sense of honesty and all the time i thought that i knew them i was looking at their picture of me my new friends took me to this art house party then left me in a corner to die but when i started up a conversation with someone they came right over nice as pie they wouldn't introduce me to their sweetest friend til they saw us both dissappear i told them what i thought about them straight to their face and i haven't seen them now for a year i can't believe i fell for that line again like god telling me i'm cursed oh, you'd get to the promised land alright, but you'd have to go through jersey first i'm not like the people you might be used to i hope I don't remind you of them i watch how you spread your mistrust and hatred from where does all your anger stem and why do you assume we want to be just like you the way you pick and judge your friends i'd like to come to jersey with you onc more time but i don't like the kharma they send i can't believe i even used to hang around you i think maybe i was cursed the sign said this way to the promised land but you'll have to go through jersey first i can't believe i fell for that line again like god telling me i'm cursed oh, you would get to the promised land alright but you'd have to go through jersey first words and music by Joe Herbert, copyright 2000