VERSE FOR THE DAY (USED BEFORE BUT IT’S BEEN 7 YEARS )
John 8:44 Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it.
LYRIC FOR THE WEEK ( ONE MORE FOR TINA AND SUNG BY THE LATE GREAT STEVE MARRIOT )
Black coffee is my name Black coffee is not a thing Black coffee, freshly ground and fully packed Hot black coffee, boys, mmm that’s where it’s at, mean it.
Way back you all know since I don’t know when See I got hungover before I was 10 You see my skin is white but my soul is black So hot black coffee, that’s where it’s at.
(Black coffee) That’s what I’m talkin’ about boys (Black coffee) That’s what I mean (Black coffee) Ooh you’ve got to feel it in your hand (Black coffee) Hmm yeah (Black coffee).
Well you hear that Some black tea, well it can’t compare with me Black tea (can’t compare with me) that’s right Black tea, well it’s as good as, it’s as good as, it’s as good as it can be But it’s a cup of black coffee that a working man needs to see, yeah.
In America, well it’s the land of the free You can get what you want if you’ve got some do re me Well travelling far and I work like a slave Now I’m independent, and you know I get laid. I got me a job and I build me a place I got a spit of black coffee, oh how good it tastes I said a dime is all it costs in the States For a cup of black coffee, how good it tastes
(Black coffee) Alright (Black coffee) Oh (Black coffee) It’s what I want now, it’s what I need (Black coffee) To suit my soul, to suit my soul now (Black coffee) It’s what I want, it’s what I need (Black coffee) It’s where it’s at, it’s where it’s at (Black coffee) Oh
Jeremiah 40:4 And now, behold, I loose thee this day from the chains which were upon thine hand. If it seem good unto thee to come with me into Babylon, come; and I will look well unto thee: but if it seem ill unto thee to come with me into Babylon, forbear: behold, all the land is before thee: whither it seemeth good and convenient for thee to go, thither go.
Jeremiah 18:12 And they said, There is no hope: but we will walk after our own devices, and we will every one do the imagination of his evil heart.
SPECIAL LYRIC FOR THE WEEK ( RIP TINA )
A church house gin house
A school house outhouse
On Highway Number Nineteen
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
Call it Nutbush city limits
Twentyfive was the speed limit
Motorcycle not allowed in it
You go t’the store on Friday
You go to church on Sunday
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
Call it Nutbush city limits
You go t’the fields on week days
And have a picnic on Labor Day
You go to town on Saturday
But go to church ev’ry Sunday
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
Call it Nutbush city limits
No whiskey for sale
You can’t cop no bail
Saltpork and molasses
Is all you get in jail
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
Call it Nutbush city limits
Little old town in Tennessee
That’s called a quiet little old community
A one-horse town
You have to watch
What you’re puttin’ down in old Nutbush
They call it Nutbush
Oh Nutbush
Call it Nutbush city limits
( Nutbush City Limits by Tina Turner )
MANY VERSIONS OUT THERE BUT TINA KICKS ASS ON THIS VERSION!!!!!
John 7:7 The world cannot hate you; but me it hateth, because I testify of it, that the works thereof are evil.
LYRIC FOR THE WEEK
There’s somethin’ wrong with the world today
I don’t know what it is
Something’s wrong with our eyes
We’re seein’ things in a different way
And God knows it ain’t his
It sure ain’t no surprise
Livin’ on the edge
Livin’ on the edge
Livin’ on the edge
Livin’ on the edge
There’s somethin’ wrong with the world today
The light bulb’s gettin dim
There’s meltdown in the sky
If you can judge a wise man
By the color of his skin
Then mister you’re a better man than I
Livin’ on the edge
You can’t help yourself from fallin’
Livin’ on the edge
You can’t help yourself at all
Livin’ on the edge
You can’t stop yourself from fallin’
Livin’ on the edge
Tell me what you think about your sit-u-a-tion
Complication – aggravation
Is getting to you
If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin’
Even if it wasn’t would you still come crawlin’
Back again
I bet you would my friend
Again & again & again & again & again
Tell me what you think about your sit-u-a-tion
Complication – aggravation
Is getting to you
If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin’
Even if it was would you still come crawlin’
Back again
I bet you would my friend
Again & again & again & again
Something right with the world today
And everybody knows it’s wrong
But we can tell ’em no or we could let it go
But I’d would rather be a hanging on
Livin’ on the edge
Livin’ on the edge
Livin’ on the edge
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Livin’ on the edge
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help yourself
Livin’ on the edge
You can’t help yourself at all
Livin’ on the edge
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help yourself
Livin’ on the edge
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help yourself
Livin’ on the edge
You can’t help yourself from fallin’
( Living On The Edge by Steven Tyler, Joe Perry and Mark Hudson )
Deuteronomy 7:15 And the Lord will take away from thee all sickness, and will put none of the evil diseases of Egypt, which thou knowest, upon thee; but will lay them upon all them that hate thee.