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APOLOGETIX - Manger lyrics

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Girl, use my manger for your darling angel

Cozier than my sheep you ought to be, Mary

Showed you my stable for my farming animals

Girl, you must spend the night with these, maybe

Life is one big party when there’s children

But whose gonna have a bed for your small son?

It’s all good that you’re little one’s near but

Can’t find a room –crud! Water broke and now what?

You can rush out to the place I mentioned

Spend the night save the money for the rent and

Keep him there through your entire vacation

You won’t need reservations – my barn’s pretty vacant

Girl, use my manger for your darling baby

Over where Bo Peep would want to be, Mary

Sure, use my stable – it’s a charming place and

Girl, you’ll make friends with cows and sheep, maybe

Sure it’s clean and that’s how you should be treated

Though you’d better get another one in Egypt

Ruler of Bethlehem is conceited - take it from me kid;

If he comes, beat it!

But he’s not gonna come tonight; there’s no problem

Not till talkin’ to some wise men; Herod’s so dumb

But the free room that I have for you is ho hum

He could search for so long and still never see your son

Girl, use my manger for your darling baby

Clothe Him with white sheets or else he’ll freeze, Mary

Showed you my stable – what are all these angels?

Girl, I might end up on my knees, maybe

Girl, there’s probably gonna be a crowd

So let me see your child –He must be sent from up above

And He appears to be so tender and so nice and friendly

I think He’s givin’ me a hug

Girl’, there’s probably gonna be a crowd

So, let me see your child –He must be sent from up above

And He appears to be so tender and so like the shepherds

I’m thankin’ Heaven He has come

Tonight it’s one big party ‘cause it’s God’s son

But you’d better watch your back when it’s all done

It’s all good that your little one’s here but

Can’t be a fool, hon – what about the law, mon?

You can call on divine intervention

But shiny light gives you very much attention

It could lead to my incarceration

I wanna tell the nations, but I think I’ll wait some

Luke 2:7

And she gave birth to her firstborn, a son.

She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger,

because there was no room for them in the inn.

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