Potato Prophet

Potato prophet tell me all your sweet lies
And tell me that my kind are nothing more than witches and spies
And tell me why it is we all should die
To satisfy your need to believe

Potato prophet tell me more and more
And why it is that human rights are nothing worth fighting for
And lay our battered women face down on the bloody floor
To satisfy your need to believe

And I am flesh and I am bone
And in the end God’s love is my foundation stone
And I am mind and I am soul
And in the end I will go home

Potato prophet are your tales for real
How can you assume you know what I feel
While your presumptuous words both kill and steal
To satisfy your need to believe

But all in all my God loves me as I am
He made me from the clay beneath a human man
So maybe I can’t do the things you can
To satisfy your need to believe

And I am flesh and I am bone
And in the end God’s love is my foundation stone
And I am mind and I am soul
And in the end I will go home

Potato prophet have you more to say
And when I’m dying at the end of the day
Will you still hold my hand even if I’m gay
To satisfy your need to believe

And will you mark us with your triple six stamp
Or maybe just round us up inside a concentration camp
Maybe an electric chair with Jesus as it’s killing amp
To satisfy your need to believe

And I am flesh and I am bone
And I am mind and I am soul
Am I’m at one in peaceful rest
And I am good
And I am fine
And I am saved
And wholly blessed

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