Do you people know that Jesus is in my body
But my body has let me down
So I'm gonna wield this fish and hook till you people put me back in the ground
You see my hook it protects me
It protects me from evil
It protects me from shame
And It protects me from sick
It's cause I boiled it and I blessed it with high sop with mince an a little
Garlic.
Now Jesus him be a coming from Jerusalem from afar
His anger it be a rising slaking out wise men's stars
He swimming over the ocean dry it up it his wake
Keeping the salt in his belly to flavor the men he will take
He comes up out of the shore line the Appalachians is just a bump
He dives over them womanly hills down in an old tree stump
Ya the earth parts parts before him as he travels underground
All the rivers reverse direction and all the farm game he takes down
Yes he comes to where it will begin the mountains rise up out of his path
He aint reinventing justice he calls the rattles the first for his wrath
So ladies and gentlemen he's come again
One last time to call in your sins
May I introduce to you the one the only Jesus Christ
Enough of Mohamed
Enough of Allauh la la
Enough of me myself as well wes all realized our flaws
You people has disappointed the experiment's gone a bust
Lets have a round and put blood on the stones a new hire that will not rust
Flay all the fish in the oceans
Cut down the kodiak bears
The eye is the only aborigine all you others you best prepare
So people of Colorado run far run away
And no none will listen
Deliver unto them others they best fall down and prey
So people of Colorado if your fish hook may how protect
He'll kill the fish the sheep and the bears there'll be nothing left to eat
Ya it's an endless cycle of down and up and back again
So people of Colorado don't deliver
So you just tell Jesus to stop the assassin
You say why don't you lip up and just begin
Writer(s): Slim Cessna's Auto Club
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