Jesus and I and the Baby

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

I walk on water
Jesus pulls up in a Rolls-Royce
Calls his lawyers
Tells 'em, "There are soles moist"

Looks at my feet
My shoes, Church's Oxfords
He says, "Those ain't sandals"
While in Gucci flip-flops

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

Christ asks me, "What's good?"
I tell him, "Yo, they wrote a book about you"
God pulls up in a convertible
And gives us a copy

Gaston Glock pulls up in a cop car
And talks to a baby
The baby talks to a Glock
The Glock reads them the bible

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

I turn a white slave owner
Into a heavy goods vehicle
I go to court
Turn up with a basketball

I wish Jesus a good game
Same to his dozen lawyers
I pass the basketball to the judge
Let the game begin

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock

Jesus and I
And our family and friends
And his lawyers and the judge
And the baby and Gaston Glock



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Schoder
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