I was in my watering-hole
With some ugly friends of mine
When the door came off its hinges
Like the cork from fizzy wine.
He said, My name is Jesus:
I'm the leader of the band.
Got to set up my equipment
if you boys can lend a hand.
Oh yeah. When Jesus came to play.
He set that bandstand jumping.
Yeah, and he cranked it up so loud.
And he moved up to the microphone:
had the attention of the crowd.
He said, My name is Jesus:
gonna turn your head around.
I'm gonna make this easy.
Got no time to mess around.
Oh yeah. When Jesus came to play.
I got no twelve disciples
And I got no cross to bear.
If you thought they had me crucified
I guess you weren't there.
Oh yeah. When Jesus came to play. When Jesus came...
He sang about three or four numbers
But we'd heard it all before.
We boys were getting restless:
No girls were moving on the floor.
Those parables, they were merciless
And the tables overturned.
And there were no minor miracles
But false prophets they were burned.
Well, maybe he was Jesus;
But his hair could have used a comb.
Long before he hit the last notes
We boys had all gone home.
Oh yeah. When Jesus came to play.
Oh Jesus, is it really you?
