Songs About My Mean Ole Dead Mother, Kessler Theater Dec 29, 2022

AIN’T NO HATE LIKE CHRISTIAN LOVE There ain’t no hate like Christian love, No worse kind of hell to pay God save us from your chosen ones, In Christ Jesus name we pray There ain’t no hate like Christian love, No worse kind of saviors to save God spare us from your dearly beloved, In Christ Jesus name we slay LOVE IN THE TIME OF CORONA Well Covid’s almost over. What do I do with all these cats? I got ‘em when I was lonely. But I’d kinda like to take them back Glad I didn’t get you preggers. What a hassle that’d be Cuz I don’t even really like ya. I’s just under quarantine (it seems) And it’s a-hard to meet new people when you’re growing through a plague I’d like to blame it all on Covid. I guess I should be grateful I ain’t dead But it’s just a guess. (I guess) Meeow... MAMA DIDN’T LOVE ME… Mama didn’t love me, but she did the best she could Raised two kids without a daddy & only God to pull her through Beat us both like hell, with the back of the bible belt Taught us such sacred harp songs to make even the hardest heart’s up ’n melt Mama didn’t love me, but she did the best she could Raised two kids without a daddy & only God to pull her through They don’t make ‘em like that, thank God, anymore To raise ‘em up half mad in the full terror of the risen Lord She’s lookin’ up right now, sayin’ “hey could ya help me out? You ungrateful son of bitch”, I can hear that devil shout Can not give what you don’t have, can’t give what is not there Squeezing blood out of a stone cold heart would take miracles beyond compare Mama didn’t love me, but she did the best she could Still recovering from her kisses as all terrified angel babies should WHEN MOTHERS EAT THEIR YOUNG Some mothers eat their young Some fathers beat their sons Some daughters gotta run, locked & loaded with their guns cuz Some mothers eat their young Some mothers eat their kids Biting clean through precious necks Never to rise or be born again, locked & loaded in other’s sins cuz Some mothers eat their kids Something has got to give When mothers feed off their kids It’s ok to call a bitch a bitch, if that’s exactly what it is Some mothers eat their innocent kids Man fer some, life can be a son of a bitch, it just is what it is what it is Some mothers eat their innocent kids, and Despite all their best efforts, some of those broken boys grow up to be broken men Despite all their best efforts, some of their kids grow up to do it again ALWAYS & FOREVER You don’t need anything you don’t already have, All you need is here You don’t owe anything to a future or a past, Be here now my dear Be not afraid to unfurl love’s thousand swaying arms, Your divine beauty need no longer fear Be not afraid to embrace your Kingdoms of God within, Be here now my dear Always & forever, be right here “I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in despair The astonishing light of your own being” That you never need worry, you never need to fear Just be here now my dear Always & forever, be right here DANCING WITH JESUS Dancing with Jesus for the rest of all time She’s dancing with Jesus into the holy light Dancing with Jesus, ain’t it so holier-than-thou-divine? Dancing with Jesus, don’t it make you feel so very fine As sure as Christ, there ain’t no heaven. Sure as hell, ain’t no hell No good or bad places for the angels or devils like you ’n me to dwell But say not a word dear church for the love of her God Cuz she’s dancing with Jesus, Christ Jesus is all she’s got Dancing with Jesus with her head stuck up in the clouds She’s dancing with Jesus can you hear angry angels shout? (bgv quietly shout) Dancing with Jesus, don’’t she look she so god damn proud Dancing with Jesus, Christ she’s your problem now Over heard, “I never learned to waltz,” muttered under ungrateful bitter breaths Well plenty time now holy mothers of Gods, NOW is your eternal chance Singing Oh come let us adore him as we’re swallowed up in sin & death (crown him w many crowns) No high rez-erection, no coming seconds, hanging over our God given heads (banner o’r me is love) Dancing with Jesus, two peas caught up in a pod Dancing with Jesus, reeling in the strength of Heaven’s mighty rod Say not a word dear church against this holy mother of God With her hair done up & lipstick on, dancin’ boots, she’s ready to rock Dancing with Jesus Ole Twinkletoes Devine Who knew Christ to be so light on his feet, hell no, not this anti-Christ Thou shalt have no other gods before thy God Dancing with Jesus for the rest of all time She’s dancing with Jesus into the holy light Dancing with Jesus, don’t it make you feel born again alive Dancing with Jesus, having the night of her afterlife, after life, after There goes my life Say not a word dear church against this holy mother of God With her hair done up & lipstick on, dancin’ boots, she’s ready to rock All songs @JTP except Georgia (Special thanks to Jeff Liles, Jacob Metcalf, & all at Kessler, Dallas, Texas)