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The Roches - Christlike lyrics
He wants to be Christlike and never be jealous So he lets her go on about all the other fellas But the animal in 'em awakes with a growl and a skin 'em cannibal scowl Skin 'em cannibal scowl And a swing from the trees with his teeth like a chainsaw Come near me I'll rake off your face with one paw Watch me now I'm beating my chest like a robber Who steals from my meat as I rend and slobber He sits in the plaza in tunic and sandals Watching her bent over buying the candles And he thinks he'd like to take her from behind Would the Scribes and the Pharisees mind? Scribes and the Pharisees mind A woman approached me all bent and repentant I blessed her and set her wherever she went Will these followers ever stop doggin' me now That I've thrown off this stone and got loose somehow? A life that you try to put into a grave Comes back every Easter to haunt you and save But my nature is wounded and bloodied and hung From a cross for my sings and the sings of everyone oh those sins of everyone. I'm jealous goddamnit! I'm Christ and I'm jealous And angry and sad and oh Father please tell us I'm human and God and I'm animal too As I listen to her going on about you |
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 Christmas Fantasy by Anita Baker |
 Fear of Flying by Mya |
 Version by Mark Ronson |
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 Our Love to Admire by Interpol |
