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Jesus (Don​’​t You Call My Name)

from Thornbush by Bog art

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I’ve always kept a distance from you, Lord
But now you keep on knocking on my door
You must be going crazy if you think
That I will roll a rock to hear you sing
Your angels are strumming through their harps
I hate their mellow hearts
My ears are bleeding LOVE!

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus don’t you call my name

I close my eyes and mumble till I sleep
Still I hear you crying, hear you weep
You got a way to talk me into things
Then disappear and leave me tied in strings
And there I dance, a puppet made of flesh
An innocent confess, oh man you’re such a prick!

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus don’t you call my name, Oh, stop!

You whisper of a mission I must take
And though I’m sure it’s all a big mistake
I’m reaching out, accept your humble crown
And touch the face that Judas kiss let down
The thorns they must have got inside my brain
For one more time I think I might say “Yes”
A substitute of you I cannot be
Your daddy beamed you up and set you free
You say that he would do the same for me
I don’t think that it’ s wise to wait and see
So, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus don’t you call my name

Don’t wanna go pole dancing on your cross
Like all those men who loved you at their loss
Your deep blue eyes they make me wanna scream
I pray to no one it’s all just a dream
But then how come I hear the banging of the nails
and feel the pain that hails another crucifix

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from Thornbush, released October 5, 2020

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Bog art Athens, Greece

Bog art is an eclectic and ever evolving quartet, experimenting openly in different directions, writing and recording their songs of love, hate and everything that is hidden between the lines.

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