'Fore Pharoah To Christ
Parody of "American Pie" by Don McLean
Parody Lyrics by Jeff James (the Parodud)
A long, long while ago.
Christ then willed the heavens, now the wor-ld too, ooh, waits a while.
First guy's hewn without any pants.
Most High paraded 'tween the plants,
And plainly, man seemed glad then, bore no guile.
'Cause then from very rib (near liver),
It's Eve, the mate Most High (delivered)/(had given),
Fashioned when he snored yet.
She would then taint his soul's rep.
My, Satan's clever, then he lied.
Then they fed from "sprout" that's been (offside/denied).
'Cause one thing's rough on Him inside -
(The way of foolish pride)/(The day to You they lied).
Oh, my, my, to Him, dare not ta lie.
Oh, not ready. Free will's heady.
Why'd you ever just try?
And ya shouldn't toy with thinkin' risky, you'll die.
Trimmin' thistles. Having babies? You'll cry.
This'll be the way of thy life.
Did, too, spite His good above!
Then do you obey the God of Love
When the Highest tells you no?
I do feel Eve did botch her role.
Can ru-les save your poor old soul?
How can He reach you when commands ignored?
Well, now, Moses' Jews been stuck in sin,
Thus he thought his chances really slim.
He told "king" of God's news,
And they're big - oh, killin' some Jew-ews!
He's one of only Hebrews God did trust
When Egyptian nation then got sick enough.
'Cause Thy Jews freed 'cause it was rough
When Pharoah's junior died.
His hands were wringin'.
My, my, Mister Pharoah (he cried).
Rode his heavies to the Red Sea,
But the heavies met "tide".
And they shouldn't toy with thinkin' Israel's died.
Swimmin' fizzled. See the wave that's sky high?
Drizzle? See the wave that's sky high!
'Round the desert, Jesus gone alone.
He was told that dough rates more than stone,
But He taught how His Jews should feed.
Devil tempts the man-God, off'ring some eats,
Then misquotes (a part of Psalms, namely).
Had a choice, and Savior soon defeats.
Oh, Messiah then forsook the chow.
The Devil told Him, "Soar to ground!"
(The thwarted hadn't learned)/(The Lord would have him learn).
Oh, certainly he's spurned.
And, my, then it's said in book like Mark,
It's harm to test Him with remarks,
Then Jesus' church can win o'er dark.
He says His book provides.
He's not sinning.
My, my, Devil dared to tempt. Christ
Spoke of bread, endured by ev'ry
Word that left the Most High.
And you shouldn't toy with things that's written inspired.
Kingdom? It'll be the Savior's, not thine.
It'll be the Savior's, not thine.
Well, the fellas did need some li'l shelter.
The word was taught in appalling swelter.
A guy buys some bread and bass.
It's handed out, chow then did last.
The pray-ers dined (no one's forced to fast).
He had blessed them. Those disciples picked the scraps.
Now, see Laz'rus there, but needs (perfume)/(exhumed).
My, that Martha prayed, her heart was moved.
He got another chance,
Oh, 'cause his brethren talked and danced.
But the Savior strides to marriage scene.
From water, then wine soon did yield.
Groom's too enthralled ta hush the deal,
The great deeds hewn by Christ.
Seek for the Kingdom!
My, my, did the Pharisees like?
Showed a blessin' at the wedding,
And the brethren were nigh.
And they could own joy, envisioned myst'ries divine,
Singin', "His'll be the way that I try.
His'll be the way that I try."
Though that scared Peter stalled in Your ways,
(No hesitation on His face)/(Ev'ry nation's taught of grace).
It's no lie, jest - God's heart did rend.
Oh, don't con! Fact is simple, lack is big.
Master's sacrifice (handled this)/(amply fixed).
One's like Thom' think the Devil's gonna win.
(Oh, that man did wash his hands in vain)/
(Oh, then that Pilate rinsed hands in vain).
They stabbed His flesh, His wrists were nailed.
No fable, thorns weren't swell.
(Forsaken, praying well)/(Would take three days to tell).
Then, as for blame, my! Why did You get mine?
He fights the beneficial fight,
And God waits on passing Easter light.
He pays the cruelest/fullest price.
Jesus thinks, "E-
Li, -'Li, lama sabachthani!"
Oh, why ever move from Heaven?
(Was forsaken on high)
And He could avoid, but thinkin' just of us guys.
Givin', His'll be the great sacrifice.
His'll be the great sacrifice.
In debt's the world to King of Jews.
In Thy task, He bore our bad, our dues,
But we revile and spurn Your grace.
Pete left now (couldn't take no more).
Blared the words of Jewish cheers and roars,
'Cause Romans there said the Jew then should be slain.
He did then meet them willingly.
Above, God sighed, and the Romans schemed.
I thought the guards were jokin'.
The Word, for all, was broken.
Then did Jesus rise to Highest Host!
He offers us, then, the Holy Ghost.
He bought you back (your horrid soul).
He'll save, so lose your pride.
I pray you're thinking,
"My, my, give Him pray'rs with your life,
Oh, like Heaven (not the Devil),
'Cause God never does lie."
And you could own joy, forgiveness, wisdom divine,
Vision, livin' with His care in thy life,
Livin' with His care in thy life.
May you live it.
Bye, bye, it's 'fore Pharoah to Christ,
Goes from Genesis to Rev', be-
-Cause the message is right.
You should enjoy by living simply for Christ,
Singin', "His'll be the way of my life!"
BTW, if you don't understand the "Paro-Dud" moniker, visit ApologetiX' site and check out the name of Karl Messner's production company; then you'll probably get the play on words.
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