J.c. Tlen

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I saw you on the corner
you knelt upon the ground
you drew your hand towards me
a dime was all I found

you don't belong in here
you don't belong in here
we've got our Sunday suits
we've got our "Godly fear"

why don't you leave right now
why don't you leave right now
you smell like our sins
we're holier than thou

you're walking down the aisle
attracting every eye
the ushers grab your elbows
they did not recognize

you don't belong in here...

what you did not do
for the least of you
you did not do for me
you did not do for me

you don't belong in here...

close your eyes and see
close your eyes and see


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