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CARDIAC
© 2001, LOST AND FOUND AND LIMB RECORDS, BOX 305 LEWISTON, NY,
14092. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
I got to get myself a cardiac circumcision
'cause that's what really works with God.
The flesh will pass away gone tomorrow here today,
but God's checks never bounce: no,no,no.
Don't you know that putting your faith in the world is like standing on a paper floor.
Just when you think it's gonna' hold you up you're falling through 'cause it ain't there no more.
The things that a man puts into his mouth,
these don't make him defiled.
It's the things that come from his heart, you know,
that get his soul exiled.
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