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Jesus wear tights

I saw Jesus sitting on the bus
You know I see him everywhere
In the shopping rush
And I said:
Jesus, Jesus, what will you do?
Don’t you have a job to do?
There are a lot of people out there
Waiting for clues
But he said:

\"Oh, no don’t make me sad, don\'t make me mad
I came here; you know that’s all I had to do
I know you know it to
What can I do, I am just like you
I have no place to sleep but out on the streets
Sometimes I think it sweet, but a need my batteries
Oh, and some money, please?
Don’t blame me
Can I borrow a dime?
I swear you\'ll get it back
Right on time
When I know what it’s all about
All those people
Running up my face
It’s such a shame
They have nothing to gain
And did you know that I\'m gay?
What would they say?
Give me no rest
But I can not protest
I must pretend all to the end
They say a man got to make his living day by day
So that’s what I\'ll do, you know it to
Its nothing I can prove
People don’t believe in things they cannot see
Even though they won’t see
What’s really real
So I’m not being long
Without this song, I have no meaning to stay
I’m leaving right away\"

Oh Jesus, Oh Jesus
It was Jesus night out




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Publicerad 2007-11-18 13:12



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