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Текст: Bradley Hathaway. Can't Get With This.

Jesus, I just don't understand
How all of this is supposed to work into Your plan
We got moms crying over babies that they lost
We got men dressed like goats that are burning crosses
They took a match and they lit their hearts on fire
And it's a dog eat dog world
It's do or die

And there You are looking like a blue eyed peasant
Holding baby lambs and smiling pleasant
I can't help but thinking that we missed the point
No I can't help thinking that you're disappointed
cause I can't get with this
I can't get with this

I went to church and they told me to dress different
but that ain't what You said in Samuel 16:7
You always had an eye for picking out the best
You always had a way of making angry the rest
You were turning over tables
Turning the wrong kind
but just when new buildings [not sure here]
Talk about your deeds but not your heart
and preach modern psychology to come out smart
You give up soda and chocolate for lent
Like He died on the cross for petty convenience

I can't get with this
I can't get with this
and there You are looking like a blue eyed peasant
Holding baby lambs and smiling pleasant
I can't help but thinking that we missed the point
No I cant help thinking that you're disappointed

I believe in your love
I believe in your goodness
Some of these people
Oh my goodness!
Careful not to pull up all the weeds
Unless you pull up the good and healthy seeds
There's gonna come a day when you do come back
and separate the wheat from the shaft
Well hurry hurry hurry
Hurry hurry hurry

Cause I can't get with this
I can't get with this
No I can't get with this
I can't get with this
No I can't get with this
No I can't get with this
No I can't get with this
No I can't get with this