Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, the next day,
Smiling Sam!
he ain't made it to the back pew yet.
and you say "You are healed!
There's always room on God's train
he ain't off that detail yet.
Baby, this is a chance for me to give you and the kids
Sam, this is my daughter, Thelma.
♪ Good Times ♪
♪ Good Times ♪
Oh.
I want you to stop talking like that,
when you run around town
I can walk!"
back to the barracks, see,
Because of her diet?
♪ Watching the asphalt grow ♪
but I didn't know the Lord was desperate.
And then they walk out dancing, dancing,
Yeah, except then
making us some coffee, please?
and their backs straighten, and their heads sit tall,
people like us ain't got no chance at all.
Everybody's watching me, right?
Don't you dig the Rev?
there's a battalion of sore losers.
I turned around, and sure enough,
Just go.
They don't fool me.