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SPY

I'mma gonna hafta sing one more song about it.

High alert code yellow little white lie
Pretty little girl is in disguise
Got a fake passport and a dossier
On a mission impossible every day
Never shoot to kill because
All she gots is a license to love

A little girl will save the world from itself
Be strong don't you cry
Pretty little girl is daddy's little spy

Daddy was a spy, too
99 percent just code word nuance
And little white lies, too
But every now and then they'd get their truth on
Daddy's heart go boom
They'd be talkin' 'bout niggers like I wasn't in the room

Never shot to kill because
All I gots is a license to love
A little girl will save the world from itself
Be strong don't cry
Pretty little girl is daddy's little spy

She gots to call 'em on it
It's the only way to save the world
She gots to shout it out
It's the only way to save the world from

People on the right, people on the left
And everyone in between need to check yourself
People on the right, people on the left
God Bless America check yourself

Daddy's little spy she didn't wanna hear about it
Daddy's little spy tried to cover her ears about it
But her hands ain't big enough to block to sound
Daddy's little spy wanna cry out loud.
Pretty girl just nods and smiles
Just like Daddy keep it all inside

She whispers prayers for the world
Daddy's spy is just a little girl
Whisper prayers for the world
Daddy's little spy is daddy's little girl

LOVE (American Style)

Would I forgive you for all that you say,
Would I forgive you for all that you do,
Would I get on my knees and pray,
If I did not love you?

Would I wipe all tears from my face,
Would I forgive you of all your untruths,
Would I get on my knees and taste,
If I did not love you?

Kissing me into submission.
Artfully stroking my face.
I'm gon assume the position.
Affix that love to your waist.

Some days I'm sure she'd do anything for my love
Some days I'm sure she do not even want my love
I need to tell y'all the truth of this but the truth confounds
I don't mean to be scarin' ya but me and Miss America been messin' around

You look so good on paper
Centerfold constitution
Hold me until I feel safer
Loving me is the solution
Open your eyes as you kiss me
Don't picture nobody else
Open your mouth as you kiss me
Speaking in tongues kiss and tell
Of all of the lovers before me
The ladies and gents you have done
Tomorrow I know you'll ignore me
And tonite you will not even get us there
Tonite you will not even get us there
In spite of your efforts to get us there
Tonite neither one of us will come.

And still I'll love you.

 

BOX

They put Jesus' brother Jimmy in a box

Big brother got the crucifix
But that was too grand for this heretic
So they just stoned him
And they laid the body in a cave then
And they waited and they prayed then
For the Saviour to come back and save him

They were hoping Big Brother Nazareth
Would come back and pull another Lazarus
But faith is only good for three-sixty-five
And they knew they'd never see him again alive

So they put his dust and ashes in a box.

We look to the brother
To save us from sin
Look to the brother
Instead of within

They buried him south of the Mount of Olives.
And there he lay two-thousand years.
'Til we unearthed him to remind us
Big brother's return was drawing near.

Jimmy ain't believe it his own self
Till big brother come back the first time
Him and Doubting Tommy got the hard sell
Got the proof when the Lord let his light shine
I believe, I believe y'all
But these days it ain't enough
These days I'm believing y'all
He's given up on us

Too many sinners
For one man to save
So He's up and left us
Spinning in space
The party continues
Beyond the one-nine-nine-nine
And there is no rapture
No ending divine

He will not drown us in the oceans
No wrath to mark the end of time
No blood no flood no fire or famine
We're killing each other just fine

HARDER

This ain't no call to end blackness
But a player has got to be played
It's hurts to be shovelin' dirt y'all
To be calling a spade a spade

Baby. You make it harder for the rest of us.
Harder than you've ever had it

Selling the rest of us out
In less than New York minute
Burning down your master's house
While the rest of us niggers still be in it.

Baby. Bein' a martyr don't make you the best of us.
JB. You make it harder for the rest of us.
Harder than you've ever had it

I'm just trying to understand
The New York Times' effect on this man.

Gonna turn it around.
Gonna turn it around.

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W. Wipe that smug smile off of your face girl.
W. This here's about much more than race girl.
W. I can't b'lieve you been making a pass at me (and my people)
W. You misunderstand the word 'compassionately'

I'm thinking we got different Jesuses
Mine preaches love and understanding and forgiveness
Mine preaches strength comes through humility
Yours is all hellfire vengeance futility
My Jesus never preached that might makes right
My Jesus wonders how you sleep at night
My Jesus weeps when you use his book to justify
Sending our boys and girls in uniform to kill and die

He said: "The meek shall inherit the earth"
He said: "The meek shall inherit the earth"
He said: "The meek shall inherit the earth"

Ashes to ashes and dirt to dirt.

W. You make it harder for the rest of us.
W. You make it harder for the rest of us.
Harder than you've ever had it.

Somewhere a little boy is struggling with thangs you ain't never had to deal with.
Somewhere a little boy is trying his damnedest just to get by.

BEATITUDE

If Jesus hates fags
If Jesus hates Jews
If Jesus hates Arabs
Could Jesus hate you?

We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
And it will come back around

If Jesus loves nigger haters
If Jesus loves Jew baiters
If Jesus loves Crusaders
Could Jesus love me, too?

We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
And it will come back around

He died trying to explain it to y'all
He died trying to explain it to y'all
He died trying to explain it to y'all
And it's killing me.

Blessed are the poor,
for theirs is heaven
Blessed are the merciful
for they shall have mercy
Blessed are the meek
for they shall inherit the earth
Blessed are the peacemakers.
The peacemakers are the children of God

But she opens the Book of George
She turns to chapter W
She seeks to justify a stupid, stupid, stupid war
My Jesus wept! Oh, doesn't that trouble you?

But some of the people some of the time
And some of the people some of the time.
And some of the people some of the time
And 59 million people all of the time.

We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
We all fall down
And the meek shall inherit the earth

"I'm gonna try and break it down
into a language he can understand:
this is to the son of a president
from the son of a preacher man."

14 Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid.

16 Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.

43 Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy.

44 But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you;

45 That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.

48 Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.

But perfect would be too good for you

Hatred is not a moral value.
Lying is not a moral value.
Torture is not a moral value.
War is not a moral value.