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BIBLE BELT
Go Home and it's amazing the stuff you see by the side of the road
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BIBLE BELT
By J Brayton
nothing makes me sadder than
the things I see lying by the
side of the road
the smell of tar, chicken sh*** and a saucy pork bar-b-que
yard saleafter yard saleafteryard sale
and a hint of passion gone stale in a snail shell half-a-southern sandwich
or a boiled peanut in hell
I pass by another sign-another washed out motel
Three or four crosses with names on ‘em I’m driving too fast to read
Looks like another burned out church
Well..I hope they bought a couple pre-need
God Bless Their Soul
what would jesus do in Hollywood?
would he wade right in to the wages of sin and make change like a trinket vendor?
just like they swear he would
would he join the cast of thousands
the special effects would eventually drown them all
we don’t drink, smoke or chew
and we don’t deal with those that do
Hoo-DooHoo-Doo-Electric-Voodoo
There’s a sign that says
The Baptist church welcomes you to
Muscadine county
Jesus is coming
Fresh squash fresh maters just ahead
Home grown lopes, Christ is king
The righteous do what the
Good book says about everything
This message sponsored by Peach State Grain
And Tractor Supply-stop by and buy
It’s for your sins that crazed and carrion armadillo died.
Nothing makes me sadder than the things I see lying by the side of the road
There are little sad whitewashed crosses at the occasional
Mile markers by the two-lane tartop
Plastic rose flowers and a hallographic son of god
How odd.
A road gang sweating wet dollops underneath the gun.
At least I’m not the only one.
By J Brayton
nothing makes me sadder than
the things I see lying by the
side of the road
the smell of tar, chicken sh*** and a saucy pork bar-b-que
yard saleafter yard saleafteryard sale
and a hint of passion gone stale in a snail shell half-a-southern sandwich
or a boiled peanut in hell
I pass by another sign-another washed out motel
Three or four crosses with names on ‘em I’m driving too fast to read
Looks like another burned out church
Well..I hope they bought a couple pre-need
God Bless Their Soul
what would jesus do in Hollywood?
would he wade right in to the wages of sin and make change like a trinket vendor?
just like they swear he would
would he join the cast of thousands
the special effects would eventually drown them all
we don’t drink, smoke or chew
and we don’t deal with those that do
Hoo-DooHoo-Doo-Electric-Voodoo
There’s a sign that says
The Baptist church welcomes you to
Muscadine county
Jesus is coming
Fresh squash fresh maters just ahead
Home grown lopes, Christ is king
The righteous do what the
Good book says about everything
This message sponsored by Peach State Grain
And Tractor Supply-stop by and buy
It’s for your sins that crazed and carrion armadillo died.
Nothing makes me sadder than the things I see lying by the side of the road
There are little sad whitewashed crosses at the occasional
Mile markers by the two-lane tartop
Plastic rose flowers and a hallographic son of god
How odd.
A road gang sweating wet dollops underneath the gun.
At least I’m not the only one.
