Christlike Lyrics - Singles - The Roches

He wants to be Christlike and never be jealous 

So he lets her go on about all the other fellas 

But the animal in 'em awakes with a growl 

And a skin 'em cannibal scowl 

Skin 'em cannibal scowl 

And a swing from the trees with his teeth like a chainsaw 

Come near me, I'll rake off your face with one paw 

Watch me now, I'm beating my chest like a robber 

Who steals from my meat as I rend and slobber 

He sits in the plaza in tunic and sandals 

Watching her bent over buying the candles 

And he thinks he'd like to take her from behind 

Would the Scribes and the Pharisees mind? 

Scribes and the Pharisees mind 

A woman approached me all bent and repentant 

I blessed her and sent her wherever she went 

Will these followers ever stop doggin' me now 

That I've thrown off this stone and got loose somehow? 

A life that you try to put into a grave 

Comes back every Easter to haunt you and save 

But my nature is wounded and bloodied and hung 

From a cross for my sins and the sins of everyone 

Oh those sins of everyone 

I'm jealous goddamnit, I'm Christ and I'm jealous 

And angry and sad and oh Father please tell us 

I'm human and God and I'm animal too 

As I listen to her going on about you