Look at him there
Among the dirt and
the dust
Doesn't look like
he's seen a bathtub in months
Preaching away
Like he's one of us
Leading our flocks
away
That is what he's
doing
Taking away our
sheep
Now our anger is
stewing
He is not one of us
The established
The honored
The chosen
They say he preaches
a good message
From a street corner
all day
Gutter trash is all
he is
He must be stopped
For the sake of the
many
He must be stopped
for his own good
He's stealing our
sheep
We are shepherds to
God's people
That street preacher
is just a thief
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