on some beautiful boy to To save you from your old ways You play forgiveness, Watch him now, here he come! He doesn't look a thing like Jesus but he
man in baggy pants, a lonely face, a crazy grin Runnin' home to some small Ohio town Jesus, send some sweet women to save all your clowns And Circus Boy
amazing', while your gun's raisin', mine is blazing' See you on see me all talking' to sweetness Take it for weakness and leave quick Blocker, Roch-a-, Fella, Bad Boy
FOFO come ready to spit out thunder MJ fucking G the whole hood needs us AKA the fat boy and the black jesus. Swisher sweet needs to really break a nigger
Ooh, You were born in a stable, so far away O, we just didn't know who You were Yes, sweet little Jesus, boy Sweet little Jesus, boy, ooh Didn't know
on some beautiful boy to To save you from your old ways You play forgiveness Watch him now, here he come He doesn?t look a thing like Jesus But he talks
Little Italy's a secret Bleecker's further than I reckoned By the courthouse Near the stables On the corner someone beckoned! Go get 'em Cowboy You got 'em now, boy
boy Found out you're my Darling Girl Don't you know you changed my world You're my little doll, so sweet You nearly knock me off my feet You're my little
Mary was the first of three Long black hair and sugar sweet Daddy's eyes and Momma's crooked smile She was barely seventeen Got a job keepin' dishes
bleeding They always are the first to see the cracks upon the walls When I started this song I was still thirty-three The age that Mozart died and sweet Jesus
out Jesus pieces The rock over Sean John fleeces You never love the money like we love it Pay the chick sucka and let her teeth touch it All out, bad boy
grill with steel, on Sundays I kneel I'm the man with the skill foreal On my knees to Jesus, please seize us 'cause my boy's in trouble, and he needs
, don't stop Oh cool and easy Oh no cool and easy To the sweet reggae music, oh yo Feels so nice, sweet reggae music Feels so nice, sweet reggae music
of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they share his misery. Fuck
and you'll find that what they say is not the same as what's on their minds [Haylie:] Aren't you a cute little boy [Haylie's Thoughts:] look at that
just dreaming of the time when I can go home I'm just dreaming of the time when I can go home Say a little prayer now, second one today Oh, sweet Jesus
of the carnie dog-faced boy escapist. Living large, watching Springer, smoking beedies wrapped in bacon. At night his get busy disease leakage peaketh. Merk the he say/she say, BK Jesus
momma someday in the sweet by and by I'll go to church again with momma up there in the chapel in the skies You know when I was just a little boy my