I got a job in the city 1, 2, 3, 4 There's no god in the city Uncle Noel's got cancer in his brain Uncle Noel's got cancer in his lungs and his brain I thought it would tear that man apart Luckily, uncle Noel's got Jesus in his heart I'm an Aquarius 1, 2, 3, 4 Praise the lord There's no jobs in the city Mike lost 116 months Allegedly all because of Benedictine monks But he couldn't help him find a job Luckily Mikey found himself at peace with god I'm evangelical 1, 2, 3, 4 Praise the lord