| The son of god once showed his face
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| Upon my tortilla
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| Since that day faith’s renewed
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| He won’t let me faulter
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| He guides me down a golden path
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| He shields me from sin
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| Without the spirit life’s meaningless
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| I’ll go the distance with him
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| I’ve been to the point of no return
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| Suggestive posters on my wall
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| I’d participate in gluttony
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| Greed and wanton lust
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| I cheated on my s.a.t's
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| Once i double parked
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| If you asked then for a cigarette
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| There was a good chance i had one
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| There was a good chance that i had one
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| Oh yea
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| There’s a chance that i had one
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| Oh yea there’s a chance that i had one
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| Yea
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| I’d sloth around in my underwears
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| Just watching t. |
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| My former friends they stay out late
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| They drink and carry on (that's wrong)
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| They go on dates with party girls
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| And stay in cheap motels
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| I stay home try to better myself
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| By burning science books
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| Once i tried to masturbate
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| And finger my own ass
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| When i marry i’ll procreate
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| Hands off myself till then
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| Christmas easter they’re okay
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| But the meaning has been lost
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| Remember friend it wasn’t santa claus
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| Who was nailed to the cross
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| Remember friend it wasn’t santa
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| Oh yea
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| It wasn’t santa
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| Oh yea
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| It wasn’t santa
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| Oh yea
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| I serve the lord at the telethon
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| Ready to man the phones
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| For him i’ll always vote pro-life
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| Those clinics should be bombed
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| Power up’s here to lead the flock
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| Lead to salvation (army)
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| Jesus christ superstar
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| Is my favorite song |