Heath McNease - Good Samaritan Get Down lyrics

[Intro: Heath McNease] So I was reading my favorite book the other day. You might have heard of it; it's called the Bible. If you have it, you should check it out. Anyways, the story I was reading went a little something like this (clears throat): [Hook] x2 It's the good Samaritan get down All you bad Samaritans sit down If you're a do-gooder, good-doer, do it gooder If you're a do-gooder, good-doer, do it gooder [Verse 1: Heath McNease] Ever been a**aulted? Ever been halted by a pistol-packing Pack of people looking for wallets? Ever been struck? Ever been stuck? Clothes ever been shucked, left in the buck Half dead in the muck? Lispin' cause your lip's been kicked in and Not to mention your fronts are missing and Pa**ed by by the likes of a Levite and priest We might just be the guys you need We be the readers of thesis of Jesus Masters of meekness--cheek-turnin' ain't weakness You can bet that this New Testament Salute will exude true relevance: All supposed to be called to clothe and feed all the folks who need hope to breathe We're all supposed to be called to clothe and feed all the folks who need hope to breathe [Hook] It's the good Samaritan get down All you bad Samaritans sit down If you're a do-gooder, good-doer, do it gooder If you're a do-gooder, good-doer, do it gooder [Verse 2: Playdough] Downtown he was found with a cardboard seat On the street where the church and the carport meet He was weak, he was feeble on his feet, at the steeple he would greet God's people wouldn't speak not a peep (yo) Looking for a handout, happenstance Got him begging and nobody knows his circumstance Look at his shirt and pants it's all dirt and stamps It's hunched over, hunchback And at first to glance he's a loser, a boozer They cursed and cussed him No eye contact, and God-forbid touch him Needs? Man, indeed yo, he's got a whole bunch But they're busy heading out to lunch (rrright) Hand-in-hand with children, taught if he might talk, keep your face and your eyes glued on the sidewalk Hey, churchboy I guess you're doing just fine Read Proverbs 31, verse six through nine [Hook] It's the good Samaritan get down All you bad Samaritans sit down If you're a do-gooder, good-doer, do it gooder If you're a do-gooder, good-doer, do it gooder [Verse 3: Heath McNease] We're not sent to diss you Dismember you [turn you to cinder and limit you?] Too many are against you Many men will attempt to kick you Tick you off, flick you off tick and kick your dogs And say words that would make a sailor say "Sir, take your anger and place it on paper" They take you to the edge, then they push you off it They'll pick your door locks and your pockets But that's when we arrive in the nick of time This clique of mine with a parable to stick in your mind Look and you'll find, the calling is divine Not just a verse or a rhyme rehearsed to k** time [Hook] It's the good Samaritan get down All you bad Samaritans sit down If you're a do-gooder, good-doer, do it gooder If you're a do-gooder, good-doer, do it gooder [Outro] It's the hottest thing…