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Soda Pop Jesus

from Weekend at the Circus by One Time Weekend

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Yeah, just a smoke lovin’, pot bellied, fish smelling, tale tellin’, wide-eyed man
Livin’ for a living, making soda for a killing, yeah you know he can
Strange man in the park, way after dark
Selling pop for cheap
If it weren’t for his name, they’d be questioning his game
You gotta take that leap

Cause when the kingdom comes, his name lives on
Bad fortune gives him fame
When the people heard, it was absurd
He would not die in vain!

Singing yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Singing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Turning water into wine, but that was way before your time
Reminiscent of your crime
His disciples now are made, by a certain lack of shade
Where the sun has lost his way

When the soda pop man returned from the land
All disciples ran to the back of his van
He told them all how the homies from Roma
Took a switchblade to his hand
He arose the next morning with a real good story, yeah the son of Mr. P
The soda pop messiah, the only true supplier of the sweet sugar nectar drink

He’s making soda pop this time!

So the soda pop man drove his van into town, and sold his nectar sweet
Cold as stone with a bubbled after-tone, word soon spread down the street
Yeah the soda pop man, he’s done his job, he’s gotta make his retreat
For the soda pop man was christ all along, he wasn’t meant to stay discrete!

He’s making soda pop this time!

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from Weekend at the Circus, released January 19, 2019

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