CUT YOUR BEARD CRAZY MAN
Cut your beard crazy man, they sing in unison
why grow that bushy Christly mass
why look like men on street corners olden
or thuggish youths with ganja joints smoken
Mother Father look at your eldest son
has gone the way of the Nazarene one
turn from me, not me you hurt
but hear these words dont turn your heart
do you not hear this still little voice
Cut your beard crazy man, they sing in unison
why grow that bushy Christly mass
why look like men on street corners olden
or thuggish youths with ganja joints smoken
Mother Father look at your eldest son
has gone the way of the Nazarene one
turn from me, not me you hurt
but hear these words dont turn your heart
do you not hear this still little voice
crying for the sins of humanity's choice
I bushy my beard and now im fit for hell?
look beneath, now who can tell?
Why judge this bushy rusty look
what do you fear if not the priestly truth
misunderstood, heaven I share your pain
who will listen to truths I share?
Noah Noah build a ark,
build it tall and let it spark
behold he shall be called a Narazene
he came to his own and was not seen.
Mutabazi
I bushy my beard and now im fit for hell?
look beneath, now who can tell?
Why judge this bushy rusty look
what do you fear if not the priestly truth
misunderstood, heaven I share your pain
who will listen to truths I share?
Noah Noah build a ark,
build it tall and let it spark
behold he shall be called a Narazene
he came to his own and was not seen.
Mutabazi
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