so very beautiful here today Some of you with the same thang on from the club last night(oh) The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away Please Lord Jesus
Oh, if I could climb these vines And maybe see what you're seeing If you were standin' on the corner staring Straight into the eyes of Jesus Christ
this bed of mine If I could climb these vines And maybe see what you're seein' If you were standing On the corner staring straight Into the eyes of Jesus Christ
this wall that blocked you out for so long opens wide and i begin to burn from the inside i'll never forget that night the night Jesus Christ made the
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
Yesterday while walking, Beneath an overpass, I saw the figure of Jesus, Standing barefoot on broken glass. His beard was graying, The smell of urine
this bed of mine If I could climb these vines And maybe see what you're seein' If you were standing on the corner staring straight Into the eyes of Jesus Christ
case. And I'll keep it. Because I play square. Now look, I don't like to blow my own horn. But believe me. If Jesus Christ lives in Chicago today and
we've gotta move on just livin' our lives for Jesus Christ I know it's hard to be strong but just have faith. he'll keep us in the fight and he said
Gonna hold my baby, wipe away her tears I will keep on rocking till she feels all right Gonna sing her songs about Jesus Christ (Jesus) Gonna hold this
love and know your predictions. Tomorrow is not new.And yesterday was due. Ridiculed by the fools, usually the culprit. Figurines and little beeds, Jesus Christ
come to me feet Singing the Song of Cape Breton Pogey cash well into me hand I headed for the nearest tavern Jesus
Amen (Chris Jonat) Well I'm Jonathan Charles Henry McKay I've lived on this farm 30 years and a day Some folks call me Junior but I don't like it
me, die for me. I can't see how you love me. I can't believe that you would rise for me, rise for me. I sent him to his death, I spilt the blood of Christ
my best white mate Say what's up to to chris, Ah, hows that for a mix, Got a black president, Got green presidents, Blueprints in my white ipod, Black diamonds in my Jesus
for cheap bags of smack When I find satan there you know I won?t be thinking twice Cause at least in hell there?s rock ?n roll and ain?t no jesus christ
myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they share
