Remember Caesar. You have a duty.
To keep the peace so crucify him.
Jesus came from outta space and travelled from beyond the stars
He came down for peace on Earth and left in a second-hand car
He goes to the finest school in town.
His grandfather is Alvin Tostig.
He blows up balloons all day.
He wants to go to Venus.
I told the priest, don’t count on any second coming
God got his ass kicked the first time he came down here slumming
He had the balls to come
The gall to die and then forgive us
No I don’t wonder why,
I wonder what he thought it would get us,
And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water…
Et homo factus est
And was made man
You God, chose to become a man
To pay the earth a small social call
I tell you sir
You never were
A man at all
Why?
You had the choice
When to live
When to die
And then
Become a God again.
Jesus is…
not as big as the Beatles.
on this piece of burnt underwear! Honest!
the Joy of my desire
(wait, wrong century :P)
He took the last train to the coast.
Jesus built my car. It’s a love affair. Mainly jesus and my hot rod.
Jesus was a terrorist; Enemy of the state.
That’s what the Romans labeled him, so he was put to death.
*They ain’t makin’ Jews like Jesus anymore.
And so I ran twenty red lights in His honor. Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord.
Meet me, Jesus, meet me in the middle of the air.*
I’ll let somebody else quote Don McLean, if you don’t mind.
Jesus was a man,
A carpenter by hand,
A hard workin’ man, and brave
But the cops and the preachers
They nailed him to a cross
And they laid Jesus Christ in his grave.
When Jesus came to town
All the people gathered round
They all shouted out and said, Hey!
But the bankers and the soldiers
They nailed him to a cross
And they laid Jesus Christ in his grave.
Father, if Jesus exists, how come he never is here?
Jesus had a son by Mary Magdalene,
And he rode the land like his father did before him.
Well Jesus raised him loud,
But Mary raised him proud,
And he tracked the man who nailed his father down.
Jesus Christ, Superstar…
So thank your lucky stars you got protection.
Walk the line and never mind the cost.
Don’t wonder who those law men were protecting
When they nailed the Savior to the cross.
For the law is for protection of the people.
Rules are rules and any fool can see
We don’t need no riddle speaking prophets
Scaring decent folks like you and me. No sirree.
I don’t want to walk and talk about him, I just want to see his face.
How’s the lizzies? How’s your Jesus Christ been hanging?
Since Jophiel beat me to the Leonard Cohen reference:
If Jesus saves, well he’d better save himself
from the gory glory-seekers who use his name in death.
Last night I dreamed that I woke up with straps across my chest
And something cold and black was pulling through my lungs
And even Jesus couldn’t save me, though I know he did his best
But he don’t live on Ellis Unit One
Master Jesus, riding around with a rainbow 'round his shoulders.