Jesus Calling

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.