Separated, I cut myself clean From a past that comes back in my darkest of dreams Been apprehended by a spiritual force And a grace that replaced all the me Ive divorced
I saw a man with tat on his big fat belly It wiggled around like marmalade jelly It took me a while to catch what it said Cause I had to match the rhythm Of his belly with my head Jesus saves is what it raved in a typical tattoo green He stood on a box in the middle of the city And claimed he had a dream
What will people think When they hear that Im a Jesus freak What will people do when they find that its true I dont really care if they label me a Jesus freak There aint no disguising the truth
Kamikaze, my death is gain Ive been marked by my maker A peculiar display The high and lofty, they see me as weak Cause I wont live and die for the power they seek
There was a man from the desert with naps in his head The sand that he walked was also his bed The words that he spoke made the people assume There wasnt too much left in the upper room With skins on his back and hair on his face They thought he was strange by the locusts he ate The pharisees tripped when they heard him speak Until the king took the head of this Jesus freak
People say Im strange, does it make me a stranger That my best friend was born in a manger People say Im strange, does it make me a stranger That my best friend was born in a manger
What will people think [what will people think] What will people do [what will people do] I dont really care [what else can I say] There aint no disguising the truth [Jesus is the way]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
