Jesus was a Mutherfucker
He was a wild thing:
He went into the temple, and cast out all that sold and bought inside.
Overthrew tables of the money changers.
Tables of them that sold doves.
He said my house shall be called the "house of prayer"...
He said you've made it a den of thieves...
Baby I love you
But I got things on my mind
Bills to pay
And mental health situations
No one likes my kind...
And if my attempts to be good
And always do the right thing fail
Angry Jesus'll seize my voice
Blood Spatter Blues this boy'll wail::::
Blood Spatter Blues all over the door
Blood Spatter Blues all over the wall
Blood Spatter Blues all over the ceiling
Blood Spatter Blues all over where the paint's peeling||||||||||
Play those Blues 7-chords Whiskey!
Let me lick you still you scream!
lwela uthando [fight for love]
roguepandapoemsandlyrics c.20191104
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