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Bananas For Jesus

the time is now to get out of your bed what is going on inside our head he dies 2,000 years ago today on a cross for all the world to see what was his prayer what was his final plea father forgive them cause they know not what they do he said the prayer now the rest is up to you out of borrowed vacant pews you have your choice whether to sing the blues yet this is nothing new its all been done before lest I humbly implore Jesus in the morning with the newspaper Jesus helping you change a flat tire Jesus down on the sire for his desire love is his fullest essence of his existence so shun its resistance cross your T's and dot you I's does this faith game come at any big enough surprise stop listening to Satan's many lies

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