2008-10-27 - Oh Cutie Patooooootie?
The chieftan's tribe under attack
From rival natives painted black
Whose witch doctors have all gone back
To sacrificing what they lack
Their medicines aren't surgeons
They're almost out of virgins
and sacrificing sturgeons
and books by Charles Spurgeon
There's no one to translate them
Besides the shamans hate them
There's no one to debate them
Their magic might berate them
Hey you lost in island views
Have you not heard this good news?
Hey you in the unreached lands
Have you seen the nail-scarred hands?
Hey you out beyond the sound
Have you heard what's goin round?
God's extending amnesty
He's come to set the captive free
He made the way for us to be
Friends with Him both you and me
Hey you off doing your own thing
Hey you with nothing else to bring
Hey you downcast orphaned offspring
Have you heard the news?
Those who hear and choose
Are all paid up in dues
They're dead loose from the noose
They will not be refused
But who will go and teach them
If none should ever reach them
Their tribes all live in fear
They sense that trouble's near
But there's a word that's clear
To rescue them from here
There's life beyond the grave
A chance they'll still be saved
But meanwhile deaths and crimes
Will torture their lifetimes
Unless someone will care
To bring this good news there
The curse has been defeated
The wicked king unseated
For this Messiah came
to take down satan's claim
And set the captives free
So how 'bout you and me?
In short, we can trust them in the hands of a merciful and benevolent God
But right now we're talking about you, Tater Todd.
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