SWEET AND SOUR PORK

SWEET AND SOUR PORK

I can’t tell you
just what it means to me
to see you flying
underneath their radar
You look Oh so free


Come on baby, this is liberty
cussin like a sailor
at all their dishonesty
Wind out that tension, honey
Set your heart strings free

Kissin on the baptized boy who is washed clean
Staring at his eyes and
seeing all those divine dreams
He is gonna grow up
strong in that cold pure stream


Riding the whirlwind. Jesus has tamed the storms
You are not in Canaan
Nothing you do conforms
Let them come to you, now
that humility’s the norm

I can’t tell you
just what it means to me
to see us flying
underneath their radar
We are Oh so free

Words, music, audio recording & video
© John Brusseau, 8/4/2025