Jesus, Jesus

Noah Gundersen

Jesus Jesus can you tell me what the problem is
With the world and all the people in it
Because I've been hearing stories about the end of the world
But I'm in love with a girl and I don't want to leave her

And the television screams
Such hideous things
And they're talking about the war on the radio
They say the whole things gonna blow
And we will all be left alone
No we'll be dead and we won't know what hit us

Jesus Jesus if you're up there won't you hear me
'cause I've been wondering if you're listening for quite a while
Jesus Jesus it's such a pretty place we live in
And I know we've fucked it up but please be kind

Don't let us go out like the dinosaurs
Or blown to bits in a third world war
There are a hundred different things I'd like to do
I'd like to climb to the top of the eiffel tower
Look up from the ground at a meteor shower
And maybe even raise a family

Jesus Jesus there are those who say they love you
But they have treated me so goddamn mean
And I know you said forgive them
For they know not what they do
But sometimes I think they do
And I think about you

And if all the heathens burn in hell
Do all their children burn as well
What about the muslims and the gays and the unwed mothers
And what about me and all my friends
Are we all sinners if we sin
Does it even matter in the end
If we're unhappy

Jesus Jesus I'm still looking for answers
Though I know that I won't find them here tonight
But Jesus Jesus could you call me if you have the time
Maybe we could meet for coffee and work it out
Maybe then I'd understand what it's all about

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