Beck
Saint Dude
Saint Dude
You've come a long way from your solitude
Like a sage whose sooth with something crude
'Cause you know the truth is ugly, Saint Dude

Ascension Day
There's a plan skywriting out your name
The people stood and watched it blow away
'Cause nothing's good until it's gone away

You are ascending
No more pretending
Leave these earthly days

Your fable's tainted
Pipe dreams are faded
Your revelations came too late
And you're a saint
Yeah, you're a saint

In 2068
They'll keep a vigil burning in your name
With the gospel of a parking valet on the way
Apostles from the mall won't let you fall from grace

Now you're unloading
Your baggage floating
On the Sea of Galilee
You walk on fodder
Turn wine to water
Lay down your song at Peter's gate
And you're a saint (Saint Dude)

Yeah, you're a saint
(You've come a long way from your solitude)
(Like a sage whose sooth with something crude)
('Cause you know the truth is ugly, Saint Dude)

Yes, you're a saint
('Cause you know the truth is ugly, Saint Dude)
Yeah, you're a saint
('Cause you know the truth is ugly, Saint Dude)
Yeah, you're a saint
('Cause you know the truth is ugly, Saint Dude)