Gotta do

Got-a do
what-a  got-a do
And a not-a do
what-a dont-a
Want-a to.

Judge if you want to.
Don't bother me.

I flyer by the seat of my pants.

Listen to fools rant and rave
Saving the world
One click at a time
When truth is choked
What a
Joke.
Don't
Fall now
Listening?
Heaven calling...

Can you hear the rumbling sounds..
Ask where it's coming from....
Above, or underground?

Like fools we think we know the foe.
But it's me not him.
Understand?
Look in the mirror
Now look good.
Close look
Cock.

(God confessed to Job: with your own right hand:)

Got-a do bet-a
Bet-a not do worse.
Worst-a bet-a got-a bet-a
Mumma sava me from this curse.

If all of our works are filthy rags
New clothes must we put on.
Then all we do is wash our feet.
Dirt and dust all gone.

Dressed for the party
It will be a double treat
Marriage to His virgin
Slaughter of the beast.

I did what-a  should-a done that-a good for me.
Doin what-a had to do set-a me free!

Free to enter the cities gates
Country side to roam
Where all the got-a bet-a
Found-a there-a way-a home.