Clean Blues - Antic Clay

Well my friend I see you strayed so far off track
You'd have to hatchet half the world just to make it back
Is a wilderness of death snarling at your heels?
Well with fulfillment of a debt your path is re-revealed!
If you roll just like a sow in the putrefaction
And nothing in the now will give you satisfaction
And you crawl upon your knees looking for that specie
Until your arms are all greased with that golden [bad word] Is your heart gangrened with avarice?
Well Jesus gonna clean you just like a fish, yeah. Yeah. [bad word] on out of that water closet!
Something soiled your soul, well little man what was it?
Did you ascend that dunghill, did you plant your flag?
With his arms outflung he'll free you from your plague!
If you been stewing in the humus with those slippery [bad word] 
well Jesus gonna clean you just like a fish, yeah. Yeah.
Little lady in the mirror, you're a pink narcissus!
You're turning inside out, you're young and wet and vicious!
To call it duty's no deterrent, see your wisdom's pearled!
Because your beauty's dirty currency in this dark world!
You're thinking God is getting hard to see [bad word] face!
He made your body [bad word] in this dark place!
Well if it pleases you to preen, if your looks are precious,
Well Jesus gonna clean you just like a fish, yeah. Yeah. 

Lyrics and music by Michael Bradley
Copyright 2007 FurnaceSongs Record Co.

3/11/2014