Get the Whip Out, Jesus

Chorus:
Get the whip out Jesus come on down and run 'em off
Those moneychangers moved back in and soiled the holy cloth
Preachers flyin' jet planes
Wolves guarding the sheep
Get the whip out Jesus this old world's in trouble deep

There's kids starvin' in Africa
And homeless in the streets
Right here in the USA folks cry themselves to sleep
Prayin' they can make it when their title loan comes due
They pay their tithe and sow their seed and put their trust in you

But you don't have their money
It's in the bank account
Of some tax-free corporation that ain't gonna give it out
Sure could help somebody but it's already spent
Get the whip out Jesus ask 'em where the hell it went


Repeat Chorus:

There's so much good done in your name
But lots of bad things too
Some folks say you told them stuff
That don't sound much like you
At least not like the Christ I came to know in Sunday School
He said "Treat your neighbor like yourself"
That is the golden rule
So

Repeat Chorus:

words and music by William O. Richardson
Copyright 2018 Unpublished Songs(SESAC)

Get the Whip Out, Jesus

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