Jim & Tammy's Blues
Jim and Tammy Bakker, I owe this song to them.
Tammy can be quite a shaker if she don't get her medicine.
She just pops a "blue" with breakfast. "Our make-up
is our friend.
If we can't tell we've put it on, we put it on again."
Jim says who's that secretary with those sinful looking eyes,
That sexy bushed out hairdo and that shapely set of thighs.
I'd like to sneak up to her room and cover her with honey.
If she won't tell, there'll be no hell, just people sending money.
And its "Praise The Lord". Cross over to that land
of milk and honey.
We can shed your sins. Just send in ten percent of your money.
We can save your soul, and your kids from Rock-n-Roll.
Won't you help us meet our goal? Please call in now.
Now Damn that girl! She tell me that the truth is now for sale.
A little one-time payment should not be called blackmail.
The television ministry surrounds a man with glass.
I'll pay the bucks, and with a little luck, this whole thing will
pass.
For years Jim kept his secret, and Tammy just stayed wired.
The money just kept rolling in from the people they'd inspired.
They built The Heritage Village as the prophet profits grew
But then things started caving in, the way things always do.
But its "Praise The Lord". Cross over to that land
of milk and honey.
We can shed your sins. Just send in ten percent of your money.
We can save your soul, and your kids from Rock-n-Roll.
Won't you help us meet our goal? Please call in now.
Enter Jimmy Swaggart, from his church in New Orleans.
Jimmy hears that Jim's been in that secretary's jeans.
And all that cash he paid her to carve himself a notch.
What really pissed old Jimmy off is he didn't get to watch.
But its "Praise The Lord". Cross over to that land
of milk and honey.
We can shed your sins. Just send in ten percent of your money.
We can save your soul, and your kids from Rock-n-Roll.
Won't you help us meet our goal? Please call in now.
Meanwhile Tammy's bout with medicine has put her in the news,
When she checked into a clinic to help her kick the "blues".
"A servant to addiction!" "Those drugs are all
the same!"
Tammy has put a blemish on that righteous family name.
Then Jim's trouble hit the papers, and the ministries all shook.
The givers and the takers had to take a second look.
All that pious posturing become another roll.
For another two-bit hustler after your money, not your soul
But you can praise The Lord. Walk over to that land of milk and
honey.
You can shed your sins. You can help someone. You don't have to
give money.
You can save your soul, and your kids can Rock-n-Roll.
Those Pearly Gaits are not a toll booth anyhow.
