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[Gm] [Bb] [Eb] [Bb] [Dm]

In the midd[Gm]le of hell
lies a lit[Bb]tle St. Peter
in a ho[Eb]spital bed
burn[Bb]ing up[D][Dm]

With a cloth[Gm] to his head
he is ri[Bb]dden by fever
and I can't [Eb]even tell
whether the demons have won[Bb][D]

And his mother i[Cm]s there with his brother ti[F]ed to her[Gm]
Back
[Eb]praying as hard as she can[Bb] to a god in a land[Fm] that I[Bb]
think he forgot[D]

In the middle of hell
where death by mosquito
is as everyday as my coffee or your cigarette

And she says God bless [Gm]me
she says God bles[D]s me
and I shake my he[Bb]ad
cause I can't see God in [Eb]this hospital bed[D]

She says God bl[Gm]ess me
she says God bl[D]ess me
and I look[Bb] away
but as she lets go of my[Eb] hand for the first time in thi[Dm]s place
I pray[Gm]
Amen[D]
Amen[Bb][Eb][D]

I got plenty to give
but there's nothing to offer
and the little I brought
comes far too late

But I urge him to leave
with a bottle of water
he is 7 years old
sleeping outside pearly gates

And his mother looks at me with eyes I will never let go
they are angry and sad beyond measure and mad with a child-bearing love that
I know

In the middle of hell
we just sit with each other
on a hospital bed
begging for death to go home

And she says God bless me
she says God bless me
and I shake my head
cause I can't see God in this hospital bed

She says God bless me
she says God bless me
and I look away
but as she lets go of my hand for the first time in this place

I pray
Amen
Amen

In the middle of hell
lies a little St. Peter
in a hospital bed
burning up