Hey Jesse Songtext
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Hey Jesse, how about your mother
A corn cob pipe and a bottle in her hand
How about your sister, she shops at Walmart
She's making eyes at the black men in the band
And you're a savior, Oh please don't waver
You're the reason I vomit on the floor
When you preach hatred, I can't be sated
I want to hear it again
And when I fall asleep
A corn cob pipe and a bottle in her hand
How about your sister, she shops at Walmart
She's making eyes at the black men in the band
And you're a savior, Oh please don't waver
You're the reason I vomit on the floor
When you preach hatred, I can't be sated
I want to hear it again
And when I fall asleep
I'm dreaming of all the things you say
If Dr. Martin King were alive today
Hey Jesse, did you ever slumber
And have a dream of a goddess in your bed
And was she willing to take your drilling
Did you wake up wishing you were dead
How bout the folks down in Carolina
A weary nation bows their head to pray
Show them some guidance, give them some
kindness, make Jesse just go away
And when I fall asleep
I'm dreaming of all the things you said
The Children's Television Workshop's
alive today
If Dr. Martin King were alive today
Hey Jesse, did you ever slumber
And have a dream of a goddess in your bed
And was she willing to take your drilling
Did you wake up wishing you were dead
How bout the folks down in Carolina
A weary nation bows their head to pray
Show them some guidance, give them some
kindness, make Jesse just go away
And when I fall asleep
I'm dreaming of all the things you said
The Children's Television Workshop's
alive today
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