[Verse 1]
Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray
But all the hip kids sent You running away
You got egg on your face
But the faithful keep washing your feet
[Pre-Chorus]
Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say
Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid
For the things that come easy day after day, week after week
[Chorus]
I am the champion of wine
You're the bread on my tongue
I am the last one in line
The prodigal
I am the champion of wine
You're the bread on my tongue
I am the last one in line
The prodigal son
[Verse 2]
Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray
But Lord, I've been so busy and I've kept you away
I got egg on my face
So I hide away where no one can see
[Pre-Chorus]
Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say
Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid
For the things that come easy day after day, week after week
[Chorus]
I am the champion of wine
You're the bread on my tongue
I am the last one in line
The prodigal son
I am the champion of wine
You're the bread on my tongue
I am the last one in line
The prodigal
[Verse 1]
Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray
But all the hip kids said you're running away
You got egg on your face
But the faithful keep washing your feet
[Pre-Chorus]
Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say
Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid
For the things that come easy day after day, week after week