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Jesus Hanging at the Mission
Jesus hanging at the Mission Til his mission is complete And then he's goin' fishin' But for now there's folks who gotta eat... He's serving soup to nuts today They gotta fill their guts So they all get in line And sometimes Jesus wishes That his gifts sublime would simply go away Then all these wind-blown drifters Could just blow or drift away For even just one day You go your way , I'll go mine... He's changin' watery coffee into wine For all those winos hangin' on his vine They cling unto his cross--it's swingin' crazy With every swing another holy soul Receives a holy daisy And Christ is tossin' cookes to the throng Of poor old mortal souls who don't belong He wishes he was gone-- Eat of my flesh But please don't take so goddamn long-- And everything he's ever said Has all been censored, sacked, redacted Left for dead Then reenacted Endlessly and badly, so it seems And Christ is cursed to die a million times In other peoples' dreams It doesn't really matter if they wish for bread or fishes God know's that soup's good food But they never do the goddamned dishes Don't say thanks, they're rank and awful rude This is my blood--I bled for you So go ahead and have a bloody party Open up another artery Gulp it down ya greedy clowns I'm here to feed the needy But if I could get off this freakin' piece of wood I'd be outta town within the hour And I'd be gone for good I'd avoid the meek I wouldn't speak to anyone for weeks and weeks I need a shower and a shave I need someone to save me too, y'know? I really do... From all of you |
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