Jingle Bells
I was nervous as a child
You were someone out of my hands
Couldn't understand or have
She's not trying to catch your eye
She's just trying to get a life
He feels weak when she is strong
Feeling threatened when he's wrong
Femination, generation
Femination, generation
Do you want a fuck?, Do you want a friend?
Do you want sex?, Do you want revenge?
You never make love with a smile on your face
Punished with love and rewarded with hate
Femination, generation
Femination, generation
- Guit
The Long Arm of the Lord
Wayne Watson
What shall we do with this Jesus
Out of control people screaming "crucify"
But they can't tell me why
What has He done--Name His transgression
Tell me His crime--That He should die
Sisters and brothers caught up in the hunger
Mothers and fathers quick to make claim for the blame
Who then is guilty--Who's gonna answer
Voices cry out demanding the shame
Chorus
Let the blood--Let the blood of the man
Be on our hands and on our children
Lookin' for someone to blame
Here we stand
Let the blood--Let the blood of the man
The charge for His life ever rest upon us
Guilty--Here we stand
Was there a voice numbered among them
Was there an image that looked like me
Could it be--The cry of abuse
The cold accusation
Could change to a prayer--A sinners plea
The hope for all the nations
For every boy and girl
The surety that life is not in vain
Just like at Calvary's station
The cry heard round the world
To cover over us with precious stain
Chorus
Let the blood--Let the blood of the man
The fruit of his life
Ever blessed and holy
Spotless--Here we stand