Lyrics by Timothy Price adapted from Mark 5. Music by Timothy Price
After posting Legion last week, I decided to make a song out of Mark 5:1-18, which is the story of a man possessed by many demons who confronts Jesus. Jesus asks the man his name, and he answers, “My name is Legion, for we are many!” Legion asked Jesus not to send them out of the area or “into the abyss.” (Luke 8:31). Jesus allowed the demons to go to a herd of pigs. The herd runs into the lake and drowns. The people ask Jesus to leave. The man wants to go with Jesus, but Jesus does not let him.
1) Threatening Rain. 2) Rain. 3) Clear.
We got .31 inches of rain today. No Fooling!
Mark 5 Lyrics by Timothy Price adapted from Mark 5:1-18 Music by Timothy Price
[Chorus] My name is Legion For we are many My name is Legion For we are many My name is Legion For we are many Please don’t send us into the Abyss
[Verse 1] He was crazed, he was naked, and he lived among the dead No chains could bind him, and he broke them like they were his bread When he saw Jesus, he down fell to his knees “Oh, Son of the Most High God! Please don’t torture me!”
[Chorus]
[Verse 2] On a hillside nearby where pigs were in ecesis “Send us into the pigs!” The demons asked and begged of Jesus He gave them permission, and the man he was unbound Two thousand pigs rushed to the lake, where they were drowned.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3] When the people came to Jesus, they did not expect to find The man sitting there, fully dressed and in his right mind What happened to the man and pigs gave them much to fear They plead with Jesus, “Man! Please, go and get out of here!”
[Chorus]
[Bridge] Jesus stepped in the boat, the man begged to go with him Jesus did not let him, “Go home and tell how much the Lord has done for you” So the man went away and told in the Decapolis how much Jesus had done for him. All the people were amazed.
What’s a matter you, Paparazzo? Where’s the stinking cheeeezzzz, already?
Silver: “So, Loki? Do you think the stupid Paparazzo put the cheez in this thing?” Loki: “I don’t see no stinking Cheez dish or smell no stinking Cheez! But I suppose there could be Cheez in that there thingamagig. But I’m tellin’ you Sliver, Cheez or no Cheez, I smell a stinking rat of a Paparazzo!”
Silver: “So that is what I was smelling? Un RATTO puzzolente di paparazzo!! He’s probably hiding the Cheez for himself”
Mable: “Hey, puzzolente ratto di paparazzo! How do I open this thing and get to the Cheez?”
Sasha: “Who cares about stinky old Cheez when you can be on the cutting edge?”
Some of you might remember that three years ago to the day, I posted Wood Dack Daze with a music video. Today, I give you Wood Ducks without a music video (I feel sighs of relief).