Jesus Sings Lyrics

Jesus born again in a world of play pretend
Of beards and old banjos
Martyr made to be a teenage fantasy
To claim and call your own
It ain't you, babe
I'm looking through you, babe
Jesus sings of otherworldly things
With a larynx like a radio
Telephone rings with the losses and gains
Of a stock portfoliolio

Nothing to it
You can't refute it
Ooh, Jesus won't you save us from ourselves?
Draw a line between us and the
Golden cloud from which you fell
Jesus walks through crowds of children
Who don't know what is real
Screams of love lay there down before him
And he teaches them how to think and feel
And I don't hear it
Ooh, Jesus won't you save them from themselves?
Take the reins and leave them
To the sounding of the earthly bell?
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!