Jesus - 12.02.2002 11:00pm (california time)
and so, maybe i'm lukewarm,
and sitting on the fence,
in overalls, with a battered up straw hat,
and a flower in my hair.
but i'm waiting to be spit out of His mouth,
although i think in reality,
He's really holding me close.
you see, i think that Jesus
was more like me,
than you'd like Him to have been;
He hung out with the sinners, and the
poets, and the whores,
until some pharisee in Damascus saw a light,
and jumped upon the Pillar of Severity
and then Jesus was reformed,
and there was no condemnation, except by Paul.
lie down with another man, you faggot?
we'll see how far that'll get you, won't we
so, me, in my overalls,
and my doc martens,
and my hat,
really loves Jesus
and thinks that maybe
just maybe, He loves me, too.
(c) 2002 ssw