Story Behind The Song
Saw a bumper sticker in traffic one day; stuck behind it for 20 minutes or so, and the wheels just started to turn
Song Description
The bumper sticker asks "What would Jesus do"? This song explores some possibilities, including the one that he might no be inclined to step up and save the world
| Song Length |
3:34 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Folk - Alternative |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
DRINK A TOAST
Jesus lives around here, he hangs out on the corner
He always has some extra smokes, he always shares his beer
We all tolerate him cause he doesn't push salvation
And he jokes he never thought he'd be the oldest one out here
I guess he feels more comfortable out here on the avenues
Moving with the people that live between the cracks
Sometimes he goes uptown to go walking in the desert
Until he starts hearing voices and they tell him to go back
He used to wow the crowd, change our water into wine
But he had to stop it years ago, they said it was a crime
Now he buys it at the corner store and we all drink a toast
To the father, and the son, and the holy ghost
He wrestles every Saturday down at the coliseum
They match him with the devil when they have seats to fill
Sometimes he takes the fall because he knows we love our spectacles
And the devil needs the spotlight like a junkie needs his pills
Afterward they grab a beer and reminisce a bit
Like a couple of old rock stars remembering their hits
If Satan's feeling generous he'll propose a toast
To the father, and the son, and the holy ghost
The working girls are eat donuts on the sidewalk
They proposition him when things are slow
He just smiles and asks if they've seen Mary
The only one who ever eased his soul
He tells us we'll inherit when he's had a few too many
He says that's how it's written, I don't like to say he's wrong
But the world's is complicated and one day it might swallow him
We've been waiting for two thousand years
We've been waiting too damn long
He used to wow the crowd, change our water into wine
But he had to stop it years ago, they said it was a crime
Now he buys it at the corner store and we all drink a toast
To the father, and the son, and the holy ghost
©2011 Richard McLaughlin