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The Groom's Still Waiting At The Altar (Alternate Version) - Rod Stewart
Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement

Heard the last moan of a boxer,
seen the massacre of the innocent

Felt around for the light switch,

became nauseated

She was walking down the hallway
while the walls deteriorated

East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the page

Curtain risin' on a new age
See the groom still waitin' at the altar

Try to be pure at heart,
they arrest you for robbery
Mistake your shyness for aloofness,
your shyness for snobbery
Got the message this morning,
the one that was sent to me
About the madness of becomin'
what one was never meant to be
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the stage
Curtain risin' on a new age
See the groom still waitin' at the altar

Don't know what I can say about Claudette
That wouldn't come back to haunt me
Finally had to give her up
'bout the time she began to want me
But I know God has mercy on them
Who are slandered and humiliated
I'd a done anything for that woman
If she didn't make me feel so obligated

West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the cage
Curtain risin' on a new stage
See the groom still waitin' at the altar

Put your hand on my head, baby
Do I have a temperature?
I see people who are supposed to know better
Standin' around like furniture
There's a wall between you and
what you want
And you got to leap it,
tonight you got the power to take it
Tomorrow you won't have the power to keep it
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the stage
Curtain risin' on a new age
See the groom still waitin' at the altar

Cities on fire, phones out of order

They're killing nuns and soldiers,
there's fighting on the border

What can I say about Claudette?
Ain't seen her since January
She could be respectably married
Or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires

West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar

I see the burning of the stage
Curtain risin' on a new age
See the groom still waitin' at the altar