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Booth and the Bad Angel (Booth and the Bad Angel) · Booth and the Bad Angel (Booth and the Bad Angel) · Listening Booth 1970 [Barnes & Noble Exclusive] (Marc Cohn) · Heritage of the Blues: Phone Booth (Robert Cray) · I'm in a Phone Booth, Baby (Albert King) · Listening Booth: 1970 (Marc Cohn) · From the Block to the Booth (X-Raided) · Control Booth Series, Vol. 1: 1940-1941 (Billie Holiday) · Listening Booth: 1970 (Marc Cohn) · Control Booth Series, Vol. 2 (Billie Holiday) – and 90 other albums »


He won the lottery, when he was born
Took his mother's white breast to his tongue
Trained like dogs, color and smell
Walks by me to get to him
his way
Would he take you by the hand or would he have you turn away
Would you be ready if Jesus came today

Well he tells us in the Bible just
Police man 
Police stopped my brother again 
Police man 

Jesus greets me, looks just like me

Do no wrong  so clean cut 
Dirty his hands, it comes
I was surprised
I was happy for a day in 1975
I was puzzled by a dream
It stayed with me all day in 1995
My brother had confessed he was gay
It
on their feet shoutin', singin' hallelujah!
I believe that Jesus loves me I can feel it in my soul

So I believe that the saints go side-by-side in
I'ma swallow this whole bottle for Ol' Dirty
Damn, it's hurts me, I hate it when brother's go early

I've gone through life pretending
That time will
to talk with
Lost, alone, and afraid
Jesus said - If you love me then you'll feed my sheep
But like Jesus, we've been betrayed

Gotta be my brother's
walls between our brothers and ourselves

But I, I don't care what label you may wear
If you believe in Jesus you belong with me
The bond we share is all
Damn it hurts me, I hate it when brothers go early.

[Chorus x2]
I'll go through life pretending,
That time will change the ending

Word to my son
walls between our brothers and ourselves

But I, I don't care what label you may wear
If you believe in Jesus you belong with me
The bond we share is all
count in the booth
And your flow stays submerged in the fountain of youth
And no doubt the truth I'm off the meters
Everybody co-signing even
I'm the man with all I've wanted
All the toys and playing games
I am the one who pours your coffee
Corner booth each Saturday

I am your daughter's
dividing walls between
Our brothers and ourselves.
But I, I don't care
What label you may wear
If you believe in Jesus
You belong with me.
The bond we
to the truth no writing just me recording in the booth 
Forced by the loop and the guitar but I'm the boss of the group 
I speak truth deep roots remain equal
the welcome sign 
Naked the Judas in me 
Fell by the tracks but he lifted me high 
Kissing my head like a brother and never asking why
to your friends back at the gig
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib

Big brother was Big's Brother
Used to be Dame and Big's
can brag to your friends back at the gig
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he helped me get my mama a crib

Big brother was B.I.G's brother
Used to be
"I can feel it in my bones, schizophrenia is taking me home"

Weighted down by possessions
I'm weighted down with my gun
I'm waiting down by
They say you're the way the light
The light is so blinding
Your followers condemn me your words used to enslave me

Jesus cured the blind man so
brother let me tell you
Try a little bit of both and leave out everything in between
Trying everything from Jesus...
the subhuman race

Brothers hear my story, but don't you take no pity out on me
A soldier knows the feeling to get pushed out in a field
Taking liberties;
Murder rap shit, I spit, for the vets who love it

By the time you read this letter
Your head gon' fly off your shoulder for lying
And I'm a be in bed
Trying to get sanctified
No more condemnation, repented
Jesus brought salvation, He saved me
Justification brought me safely to His side

And as I get
time, love all over the place
We was talking about the blood of Jesus, singing Amazing Grace
Gave a little money, that's all I could afford
And then me
walls between our brothers and ourselves

But I, I don't care what label you may wear
If you believe in Jesus you belong with me
The bond we share is all