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With Jesus, when I say Jesus
I'm not talkin' about some blonde hair, blue eyed, pale skin, buttermilk complection cracker Christ
I'm talkin' about the Jesus of the Bible with hair like lamb's wool
I'm talkin' about that good hair, I'm talkin' about that nappy hair
That His body would be like beryl
Another scripture said His body would be like jasper
Another scripture said His body would be like a fine brass
As though it had been burned in an oven
Jesus, the Lord, the saviour, the master, the redeemer
Jesus, the black revolutionary Messiah
Taken up on a hill, up on the mountain by Satan, by the devil
And the devil talked about a new world order
The devil talked about giving Jesus all of this world out there
If Jesus would just seek an alliance with him
If he would just bow down to him
And I sai to you hear tonight, devil, get thee behind me, Satan
Get thee behind me, Satan
Because the people that we're asking for peace
They're a bunch of megalomaniac war-mongers and they don't even understand what peace means
But we've got to fight 'em, we've for to struggle with them
To make them understand what peace means
I can't believe I can't get over my fear
They're gonna send me over the hill
Ah, the moment of truth is near
They're gonna send me over the hill
I can't believe I'm so caught up in the thrill, no
Ain't nothin' (and nothing's) gonna change my will
Locked and loaded up, and I know the drill
(Say know what I'm saying)
They're gonna send me over the hill
I been a witness to this game for ages
And if I stare death in face, no time to waste, oh
And if I charge it to the game before
Every time I slip into the unknown
Well that's only when the spot gets blown
It's war
That is the Lord!
I won't nut up when we up thick in the crunch
Because a coward dies a thousand times
But a soldier only dies just once
Once, once
Yahweh, Yehushua
He don't want no coward soldier
Aaah stick it in the golden sand
Musta didna hearda ma prayer
I receive everything that it means
And wield it victoriously
Aha, and cast out all the wickedness
(When they) send me over the hill
I was born to kill
Send me over the hill
I been a witness to this game for ages
And if I stare death in face, no time to waste
And if I charge it to the game before
Every time I slip into the unknown
Well that's only when the spot gets blown
It's war
That is the Lord
I won't nut up when we up thick in the crunch
Because a coward dies a thousand times
But a soldier only dies just once
Once, once
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