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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

By Mario William Vitale

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