Jesus

I will sing a song to youAnd you will shake the ground for meAnd the birds and bees and old fruit treesWill spit out songs like gushing streamsAnd Jesus will come through the ground so dirtyWith worms in his hair and a hand so sturdyTo call us his magic we call him worthyJesus came up through the ground do dirtyI will sing a song for to youAnd you will stomp your feet for meAnd the bears and bees and banana treesWill play kazoos and tambourinesAnd Jesus will dance while we drink his wineWith soldiers and thieves and a sword in his sideAnd we will be joy and we will be rightJesus will dance while we drink his wineJesus will come through the ground so dirtyWith worms in his hair and a hand so sturdyTo call us his magic we call him worthyJesus came up through the ground so dirtyJesus came up through the ground so dirtyJesus came up through the ground so dirtyJesus came up through the ground so dirty