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    Hey have you heard the news
    Somebody stole my shoes
    And I can smell the booze
    How indiscreet

    And though I had a plan
    After that thief outran
    Into another man
    Who had no feet

    I swear to god that day
    That guy with no feet say
    You got to walk my way
    That's how it's planned

    That's when I thought "good grief"
    J-just ain't my belief
    Until I saw the holes
    Inside his hand

    Street Jesus
    Street Jesus

    Come on, come on, what you think about life?
    Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife
    You said to me, "no, that ain't the plan"
    With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand

    Wise man tell ya what they're reading from a scroll
    But things kinda change when the story gets told
    They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
    Just to sing it in the church what they're preaching in the street

    Placate and vacate your mind
    Too late to vacate you'll find

    Street Jesus
    Street Jesus

    Good god almighty, s'posed to be about love
    You must've wished upon me by kissing the glove
    I'm a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife
    I'm a pink flamingo on a great long life?
    A wise man, poor man, beggar man too
    You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do?
    I can make up daylight jealous of the night
    I try to play the game but I never get it right!

    Placate and vacate your mind
    Too late to vacate you'll find

    When you wonder what's up
    With your half empty cup
    Say tell him "don't give up,
    Reach for the stars"

    You think you're so street wise
    Just pray and close your eyes
    Until we colonize
    The moon and stars

    But wouldn't it be great
    If we could wipe the slate
    When we all live in hate
    And all this fear

    So please don't call me "sir"
    If you're whole life's a blur
    And mr. bartender
    Another beer

    Sometimes it's hard trying to keep up the pace
    The train kept a rollin' when you're trying to win the race
    If you don't believe me, wanna stay in the game
    You gotta know who from the heavens came

    They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
    Cause they're singing in the church
    what they're preaching in the street
    If you wanna give em hell then you tell it from the steeple
    But I'd rather be a priest so I can scream it to the people

    Placate and vacate your miiiiind
    Too late to vacate you'll fiiiiiind
    You won't get too many tries
    Love is the love of my life

    Street Jesus
    Street Jesus
    Street Jesus
    Street Jesus

    Who do ya
    Who do ya
    Who do ya
    Who do ya think that you are?

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