| God is watching
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| I lather on the planet God is washing
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| My fingertips wrinkle as I soak
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| The sky went from a drizzle to a sprinkle
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| Eyes started to twinkle as I spoke
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| I knew it was from the soul
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| I stood as symbol neither of the sinful nor the soap
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| The congregation started swaying
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| Praying to the spraying of the foam
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| Our only interruption was a playlist that was playing on a phone
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| Favorites of the foe
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| Though I’ll admit on most occasions even aged moved as cavemen when they came
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| into the fold
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| As the rains began a raging many had not made arrangements for a cloak
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| Splashes leapt at those who lectured as we left them in the cold
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| As a leopard would upon a antelope
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| But even those who were left were not alone
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| But somehow no moisture happened upon the kindling to the kingdom that I wrote
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| The king now had a moat
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| SOAP
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| IS SO
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| SPECIAL
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| SPECIAL
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| SOAP
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| SOAP
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| MAKES YOU CLEAN
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| MAKES YOU GLEAM
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| The clouds were such the sun looked like moon
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| Head honchos were reduced to wearing ponchos
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| Somber was the mood
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| Temples became as doused as did houses of ill repute
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| Balance was improved
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| Batterers endured abuse
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| Those who’d governed now were covered in the color of the mud
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| We’d already been that color tho so we ain’t give a what
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| The fairness of the flood
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| Pride was swallowed as we wallowed in the muck
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| Cowards cowered on much as a cow would chew upon its cud
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| Barons couldn’t bear it
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| Barren bears will never mother cubs
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| Others toiled in the soil
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| Now were foiled by the toilet that was flushed
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| But the beggars, they knew better than to rebel against the scrub
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| The reveled at the suds
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| SOAP
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| IS SO
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| SPECIAL
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| SPECIAL
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| SOAP
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| SOAP
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| MAKES YOU CLEAN
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| MAKES YOU GLEAM
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| Water filled my lungs at the conclusion of the quest
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| My teeth had never clenched for the duration of the cleanse
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| From afloat the final focus of my lens
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| Ocean was all that was left
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| Somehow had been reduced to something more, not something less
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| My heart would beat its final beat just as it leapt, for all was on the mend
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| Tho there was not a swimmer amongst the women nor the men
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| To stand up to withstanding the descent
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| No survivor to find solace in any dollars that were spent
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| Throughout history a battle had been fledged
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| Allegiance had been pledged
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| I relished in the victory of the side that I had repped
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| A faucet for the falseness of the idols that the tidal wave had swept
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| I let out a sigh knowing the sky had wept
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| SOAP |