Plastic Jesus - High Valley

Bouncin' on the dashboardBoppin' to the beat

To every bump in the road

Every hole in the street

Bought him at the Walmart

Got 'em on sale

The last one sittin' there dusty on the shelf

It’s just a tiny figurine…

But are we missin' what it means…

We got crosses on our necks

Bibles in hand

When the sun comes out

We make our own plans

We pull him out when we need him

Put him back when we’re done

Ain’t no way to treat god’s only son…

If we only wanna hear him

When his words will please us Then we might as well be prayin' to a Plastic Jesus

Ol' Miss Jackson

At the end of the block

She built her life

Upon that rock

Everyday of the week

She walks that walk

And when she goes to speak

The spirit talks

It do us some good to heed that warning

It ain’t just about Sunday morning

Lord, knows we’d be better off

If we could just surrender all…