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I been reading in the paper bout his fella here

says he’s the Second Coming.

When I read about how he plans to save the world,

you know it sets my thoughts to running.

He says he plans to father a new race -

you know, I wonder if he’s funning.

But I meditated hard, and suddenly

the veil was lifted and my eyes did see:

This guy ain’t no messiah! the messiah is really me!

I’m the messiah, girls. I’m the messiah, girls.

Here to father the race divine.

All God’s children gotta be mine.

After the show just form a line.

I’m the messiah, girls.

Now I suppose you’re wondering just how you can

escape the impending doom.

I’ve got some secret knowledge I can give you -

I think I left it in my room.

I’m giving you a chance to be the bride of God,

and hey! guess who’s the groom!

But how can you expect to find yourself

imprisoned by those fancy clothes, and by all that wealth?

Don’t worry - you can leave those things on my shelf.

I’m the messiah, girls. I’m the messiah, girls.

Saving my sisters from their slumbers

and all my brothers from their encumbers.

After the show just take a number.

I’m the messiah, girls.