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[Introduction]
On this rainy night two kids were set abound Driving on this slick road to this little ole town Drinking from a bottle with big starry eyes Telling jokes and those dreadful lies Coming to a curve which was narrow and intense Losing their faculties and all good sense Jerking on the wheel much too soon Screaming in panic, rhyming in tune The kids looked up to see a man aglow He whispered in their ears and said " Go Real Slow " To this young man surprise his foot came off the peddle Still driving on the road was this big heap of metal Slipping and sliding, twisting, and turning Holding that steering wheel while sniveling and yearning They looked up at the man who was set aglow Jesus looked down and smiled; " I told you to go slow ! " They heard a song come from Jesus lips: Peace be with you Peace be with you Peace be with you on this cold, damp night Peace be with you Peace be with you Peace be with you, as everything will be alright Looking upon the man with his glowing light This marveling sound and extraordinary site They knew this man in white was every bit right So traveling closer to this far away town They came to a bridge which was old and brown That ole bridge shivered and shook These two kids took another look All of a sudden the trestle broke loose Shrapnel was hanging from a long threaded noose The youngsters started screaming for their sake For that ole brown bridge was over a lake The eerie, cold night was black as a crow When the kids heard His voice that said " Go Real Slow " They heard a song come from Jesus lips: Peace be with you Peace be with you Peace be with you on this cold, damp night Peace be with you Peace be with you Peace be with you as everything will be alright Hearing this song for the second time Their eager hearts jumped a chime They stopped and stared at their mistake Sinful ways that imitate Growing colder as the night wore on Still wondering about that second song... Fever broke as they crossed the lake Beads of sweat rolling from his namesake Nomad obsessions with devils aggressions Sinking deep in the heart causing oppressions These poor kids are lost in sin! Not knowing where to go or where to begin They reached the town they had been looking for Not seeing much there; Has to be more!! Haste has been disconcerting Not understanding much of their learning They came to that town looking for gold Scouring the mountainsides so I was told By this time they were stoned drunk Their clothes reeked and smelled of skunk Climbing that hill to find their prize Coming to find out this wasn't so wise The sides were slippery with gravel and of rock Illusions of menace began to mock A strike of lightning and a clap of thunder Howls of torment with great sunder And with a great white glow Jesus uttered the words " Go Real Slow " Then the song they came to know: Peace be with you Peace be with you Peace be with you on this cold, damp night Peace be with you Peace be with you Peace be with you as everything will be alright One asked who are you? Jesus said someone you already knew As it turned into the next day The older brother woke up where he lay He turned and said swell My head is aching like a thousand chimed bell Little brother rolled over and said wow! I had quite a dream last night Finding no gold but an awesome sight both feeling ill and still real sore Neither one feeling like drinking anymore Both looking at each other they started singing the song that Jesus sung all this being pushed out through congested lungs Peace be with you on this cold, damp night Peace be with you as everything will be alright Big brother said: I was invited to a party tonight. Do you wanna go? Little brother said: No. Peace be with you and " Go Real Slow" |
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