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JEEZ GOT IT

A god up on a mountain top
Was burning from a silver flame
But christ almighty he looked hot
And Jesus was his name

He's got it
Yeah, baby, he gets us
Well, he's your Jesus
He says hiya, he's up higher
Well, he's your Jesus
He says hiya, he's up higher

His weapons are the seven plagues
Muchly like his dad that way
The evidence is less than vague
He's one true god they say, whoa!

He's not it
Simply exegesis
If, he's your Jesus
It's delusion, and collusion
If he's your Jesus
Your confusion, is their solution

No messiah
No up higher
No hell fire

They're all liars
No grand sires
Lemon buyers