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Little Baby Jesus
The crowded streets are cold And her bottle's getting dry She can hear the Baby Jesus As he's singing in the sky Cold rain is pouring down There's winter in the air People spending money And there's christmas everywhere With a bottle for her sickness And a toast for the healed A quick prayer for the wounded On her christmas battlefield A street light is her holy star as her christmas make-believe And a cardboard on the pavement Is her home for christmas eve She has no christmas gift No christmas story she can tell She's got a basket full of junk And a body she can sell Some says she'll never be forgiven For her dirty kind of trade But if one can buy forgivness she already has paid The sun is always shining Down on some folks head They never have to starve Or to beg for daily bread They give each other gifts While Baby Jesus cry in vain As he is begging them to stop And help a human in the rain Men will call her hooker As their rising appetite Make them use her body In their lousy lonely night It is cold and it is christmas The whole world is standing still And since noone else will help her Let's hope Baby Jesus will...
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