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[Verse 1]
Thirty years after Christ was born,
Judea felt a little torn.
Crowds were restless, sick, possessed,
A miracle squad put to the test.

Simon, Andrew, Zebedee’s sons,
They rushed the streets like loaded guns.
Matthias, Judas (not the bad one yet),
All queued up in healing sweat.

[Pre-Chorus]
“Alright,” said Jesus, robe aglow,
“What do we got, let's start the show!”
He winked at Peter, calm and bold,
“This resurrection thing's getting old.”

[Chorus]
Step right up, it's a holy parade,
Blind men see and the demons fade.
If you're broken, don't despair,
We’ve got miracles to spare!
Leprosy? Please. Death? Denied!
Healing in sandals, sanctified.
We didn’t invent house calls, but guess who did?
Just twelve guys, and the Nazarene kid.

(Solo)

[Verse 2]
“Peter, what’s the stat today?”
“One dead, one mute—Romans took his tongue away.”
Jesus nods, “Simple fare,
One resurrection, one tongue repair!”

James comes forth with a devilish shout,
“Satan’s growing bold, he’s wigging out!”
Jesus sighs, “He always tries.
Back to hell, no alibis.”

Philippus waves, “These two are blind!”
“No big deal,” says Christ, “Let’s rewind.
Four fresh eyes, that’s on me,
Clear as Galilee can be!”

[Pre-Chorus]
“Alright,” said Jesus, hair aglow,
“Who's next in line before I go?”
Andreas brings the twisted and lame,
“Walk it off boys, in Yahweh's name!”

[Chorus]
Step right up, it’s a holy parade,
Blinded souls now see the day.
If you’re crawling, sick, or worse,
We’ll reverse your every curse!
Diseases out, hope walks in,
This Messiah’s here to win.
We didn’t invent the ER, but guess who did?
Just twelve bros, and the sandal kid.

[Bridge – Dialogue Breakdown / Call & Response style]
Jesus: “What’s next, Matthäus, speak your mind.”
Matthäus: “Three lepers here, hope’s hard to find.”
Jesus: “Ruben, Veil, and Weill, be clean—
No more flakes, you're fresh and keen!”

Jesus: “Thomas, talk to me, what do you see?”
Thomas: “I see it all, but... can this really be?”
Jesus (grinning): “Believe, my doubting friend so wise—
You’re in the world’s first house call surprise!”

(Solo)

[Final Chorus – Big Finish]
One more round through ancient sand,
Hope restored by healing hand.
From blind to bold, from sick to saved,
Every life here re-engraved.
No appointment, just pure grace,
We made healing a holy race.
Who invented the Stippvisite, true and legit?
You guessed it, baby —
WE. INVENTED. IT.

[Outro – Spoken Word]
“Tell your doctors, tell your friends,
The Son of Man does weekend ends.
No gold, no fee — just faith and flair...
And maybe some loaves, if you’ve got a spare.”

The First Rounds on Me (A Judean Healing Stroll)

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The First Rounds on Me (A Judean Healing Stroll)

Thomas Brutscher