Your Lunch
Parody of "Your Love" by The Outfield
(Jonah 1:1-2:10)

Jonah's on a vacation far away
But a whale just took it over
Here's some of the things he could probably say
You know I like my whales a little less closer
I just hope that you'd don’t munch or bite
Are you gonna lose your lunch tonight?

I hate those Ninevites God said talk to
Nowhere to run now I'm in trouble
You know I don't think I make good food
Stayed three nights here I don't want to blubber
I just love the fumes your guts provide
And if you don't lose your lunch, I might

Though it's not dry land, I'll praise Him
It's comfy here inside this great big fish
It seems the whale is heavin' – I don’t know
If I can ride the wave I’m leavin'

As I leave this place here I know the Lord
Said, Don't forget what I told you
Those Ninevites are doin' things all wrong
I'm gonna show them that I am God
I just want them doin' stuff that's right
I don’t want for you to run and hide

I just want them doin' stuff that's right
I don't want for you to run and hide
I just want them doin' stuff that's right
I don't want for you to run and hide
I just want them doin' stuff that's right
I don't want for you to run and hide