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Holding on for Jesus (Lyric) by Everyone

I aint no perfect angel And I aint no swingin' saint Got my fair share of troubles Need a brand new coat of paint Thought I'd learn from my mistakes Just like the Lord above But when I need my friends the most I turn my back on those I love But I'm holding on for Jesus He's gonna keep me whole Yeah I'm holding on for Jesus He's gonna save my soul When life has got you down And you're livin' in the gutter Then welcome to my world, baby It ain't all bread and butter Mean streets is all you got And all you gotta do is cheat 'cos when life knocks you down, brother You don't always land on your feet But I'm holding on for Jesus He's gonna keep me whole Yeah I'm holding on for Jesus He's gonna save my soul Well I lost myself to whiskey And I sold myself to crack Knew I'd hit rock-bottom, baby Thought there was no way back But I opened up my heart to Him Turned over a brand new leaf I dedicate my life to Him- My heart, my soul, my grief Yeah I'm holding on for Jesus He's gonna keep me whole Yeah I'm holding on for Jesus He's gonna save my soul Holding on for Jesus Holding on for Him Holding on for Jesus Holding on for Him...

horus8 26-Nov-03/8:46 PM
Letting go for Jesu, though I'm no Jew (Beeric) by No one (Free verse) by horus8



I aint no couchey comfort eagle
And I aint no swingin' chunk o sac
Got my fair share of poetic doubles
And now there's no turning back
Thought I'd learnt from my previous swan dives
that the Lord takes his spuds with sour cream & chives
And when I needed my friends to pay?
They said "You have AIDS, and you are gay".
So I jumped anyway like Wile E. Coyote.
Another whitey on display, trippin' on peyote
stuffed Frioles.


But I'm letting go for Jesu
We're gonna smoke da kind bowl
Yeah I'm letting go for Jesu
He's gonna get catty on my pole.

When life has got your number
And you're livin' in the gutter
Then welcome to my world, Scutter (Like in Carnivale)
It ain't all spread out with duck butter
Billy Jean streets is all you'll get
And all you gotta do is go Chet (Like in Weird Science)
'cos when life knocks you up, brother
You don't always pull a Pink Panther
and fuck a 'sick' transexual belly dancer.

But I'm letting go for a Jesu
He's gonna keep me real sane
Yeah I'm letting go for your Jesu
and all his rocked up cocaine.

Well I found myself in cheap whiskey
And I held myself on piped smack
Knew I'd hit top drawer, oh baby
Though I'd lost my favourite Hackey Sackey
But I opened up my beef heart to you
Turned over a brand new dark sheet
I dedicate my life, Jesu
My art, my heart, my feet
Feet cleaning is what you do.
that's why I fell in love with you.


Yeah, I'm letting go for Jesu
He's gonna scrape my last bowl
Yeah I'm holding on for Jesu
He's gonna save my soul
He's gonna stoke my coal
He's worth the big let go
Ask little Joe from KOKOMO
and the dragonless from Komodo.




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