Song parody of
John the Baptist
by Randall Bramblett
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John The Baptist at the nowhere bar
Say wake up John you don't know where you are
You got a long distance stare
From the bottom of the well
You might me an angel but you look like hell
He said I'm lookin' for a man about half your size
He don't say nothin' but he's sanctified
Oh John John John waiting on Jesus
Well everything's different but nothing's changed
We're livin' out here in the whiskey rain
And we still need shelter from the grinding storm
And we still need love to keep us warm
He said I'm lookin' for somebody who's a Child of God
Now stand back baby I'm a lightening rod
Oh John John John lookin' for Jesus
All you angel headed hipsters with the ginsberg howl
All you crooked lip con men on the prowl
Why don't you stop your lyin' and listen to me
There's a holy man sittin' in the black gum tree
He said I'm lookin' for somebody who's hard to find
A kind hearted man with a one track mind
Oh John, John, John waitin' on Jesus
John The Baptist at the nowhere bar
Say wake up John you don't know where you are
You got a long distance stare
From the bottom of the well
You might me an angel but you look like hell
He said I'm lookin' for a man about half your size
He don't say nothin' but he's sanctified
Oh John John John waiting on Jesus
Well everything's different but nothing's changed
We're livin' out here in the whiskey rain
And we still need shelter from the grinding storm
And we still need love to keep us warm
He said I'm lookin' for somebody who's a Child of God
Now stand back baby I'm a lightening rod
Oh John John John lookin' for Jesus
All you angel headed hipsters with the ginsberg howl
All you crooked lip con men on the prowl
Why don't you stop your lyin' and listen to me
There's a holy man sittin' in the black gum tree
He said I'm lookin' for somebody who's hard to find
A kind hearted man with a one track mind
Oh John, John, John waitin' on Jesus
