Jesus Calling (live at the L.S.E.)

I had an itch I had to scratch

a match to make and a fish to catch

I got stung by a blue-bottle brush

I had a red-nettle rash

Cat o' nine tails upon my neck and back

I called the pot and the kettle back

But I wiped a clean slate I came clean: I'm afraid I'll have to call

the whole thing off now

I'm afraid I'll have to nip you in the bud

I have Jesus calling me.

Blood on my thighs and milk on my knees

Sign out front says vacancies

There is a bed we can fill

But there ain't a kiss or a caress that don't make me ill

Yes it makes me ill, it's a PLEASURE, etc.

Loveless love oh loveless love

Loveless love oh loveless love

I wiped a clean slate I came clean

Final: I'm afraid I'll have to call

the whole thing off now

I'm afraid I'll have to disconnect your line

I have Jesus calling me.