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Published on Sep 19, 2011
An updated version of an old song. It's a bit slopped together, but I haven't had a lot of free time, and I just wanted to get something up.
-- I Found God in Kansas City
The Good Lord give, the Good Lord taketh But makes sure to take it more "Follow sheep, come good children Devote your wallets unto me"
But I found God in Kansas City He jumped ship before I dropped my bags I shook my head, said "What a pity Who will refund my Bible bag?"
Opiate of the people Making them embrace their death He just wants you to quit whining Before your eternal rest Feed his greed and feed his ego That's all he really wants
'Cause I saw Jesus at the airport With a ticket to anywhere but here And on the plane, he rode in first class A good haul on tithes this year
I see people in the ghetto And each week, he robs them blind Now he's leaving with their money And the followers get left behind Would your faith start to falter if the morning paper read:
"GOD FOUND DEAD IN ALABAMA: The People in Outrage When the Opiate's Gone" He was strung up in the bayou, deception can't last long But I found drugs in a back alley, and they took away my doubts and fears But the dealer's pocket's never empty So my God will always be right here