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He resurfaced on the sidewalk of my block the other day
Yeah it's a fat checkin sorry charlie, honey, he's back from LA
So son you better turn around
Yeah christ is on his way across town
He was getting tired of hanging around
Yeah he's back jack smoking crack
Find him if you wanna get found
He's having supper with the upper management of a new regime
He's in a new jacket tax bracket sandals and a dark pair of jeans
He's got deductions right on down the line dippin' ink cleans on all of mankind
Have no fear he's right here drinkin' beer just trying to get down
He resurfaced on the sidewalk of my block the other day
Yeah it's a fat checkin sorry charlie, honey, he's back from the grave
You better turn your frown upside down
Christ is on his way across town
He was getting tired of hangin' around
Yeah he's back jack shootin' smack find him if you wanna get found
Yeah he's back jack smokin' crack find him if you wanna get found
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When I say she's a rapist that really isn't what I mean
It was all in my imagination
To be claimed so easily
She's not so well-rounded
She has horns you don't see
She does whatever she wants
And I swear she wanted me
Loving force of willl
By deceiving me with skill
Somehow religion enters in
And god cracks through her moist skin
Twittles from her batton
Her hair suggests roller skating
Whispers through her perfume
Just above her parents room
She's not so well-rounded
She has horns you don't see
She does whatever she wants
Oh I swear she wanted me
She knows what she wants
She wants what she knows
She wants this to mean nothing
And that sounds fair to me
Oh I swear she wanted me