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And when you rise
On that final morning
One more time with the warm sunlight
Shining down on you
The people are gonna say
You're no good
So wash the blood off your banker's hands
Hang Jesus half mast on the highest flagpole
Let him fly
We're just hanging around
A thousand feet under the ground
Waiting for you
To arrive
And on the final day
When you come up
From the ground
Jesus will come down with his gavel.
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