I Never promised you a Rose Garden

For those who are interested , last Sunday we played a rap song by Shad called Rose Garden.  It came from musing on why Mark sandwiches the story of the death of John the Baptist into the middle of the sending out of the disciple’s story in Mark 6. There was a sense that Mark wants us to eat a ‘reality sandwich, toR know that things don’t always go easy or the way we want.   He wasn’t promising us a Rose Garden.

Listen to the song, and let the lyrics wash over you, and you’ll see what sticks.

And for those who want to know what he said here are the lyrics :

I didn’t promise you a rose garden

Along with the sunshine

There’s gotta be some rain sometimes

Watch out

I didn’t promise you a rose garden (Yeah)

Along with the sunshine

There’s gotta be some rain sometimes

Listen, ok

[Verse 1]

When Abraham went to slash Issac

In a sense he baptized him

Rabbi said don’t trust in cash prizes

Same things that float your boat can capsize it

Tell the snakes they can take a hike like gas prices

No such things as half-way crooks or half righteous (Yeah)

Those who have eyes should act like it

To help the sightless seeking the light switch

To see in the night with, we leading the lifeless

Sometimes I just wanna play some shows, make some dough

Take it home, lay in my bed, and stay in my safety zone

But Cee-Lo said it best

I know too much and I owe too much to let it rest

Heard a voice say hey,

You never question when you get the blessings

So don’t get vexed when your life is stressed

And I promised I’ll be with you no matter what the issue

But there will be some issues to address

Listen to the lady in the dress

I didn’t promise you a rose garden

Along with the sunshine (Uh huh)

There’s gotta be some rain sometimes

I beg your pardon, I didn’t promise you a rose garden

Along with the sunshine

There’s gotta be a little rain sometimes (Rain feels like this, check it)

[Verse 2]

I’m not in the zone, there’s too much in the way

I weigh two bucks and if I had two slugs to spray

Like raa raa, Glenn Beck better duck like foie gras

Make shots poke his face like Gaga

But mama says forgive, so I give him that bar like a Mars then let him live

The missing saga continues, ranting

While my DJ’s lamping like Green Lantern, sampling

Mansions? Nah, I ain’t rich as Richard Branson

I’m King Kong meets Vince Vaughn and I play like a champion

I’m a Monday ball-e? Nah B, all week

Seven days of black power naps every forty eight half hours

That’s twenty four starring Jack Bauer

Can’t cower when the rain falls

And it falls whether you’re Gandhi or you’re Adolf

Fall weather vendors always are way off

Make the call no rain delay

Play ball

 

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