There's a Man down in the street
Says He's the Messiah
Tellin' people
He is the chosen One
Says that He is in the Father
And the Father is in the Son
Empty nets made full of fish
And blind eyes that see
Didn't He used to work with wood
In Galilee
Now He's in the synagogue
Tellin' people they are wrong
To live as whitewashed tombs
Full of dead men's bones
Some say He is the Son of God
Others laugh and call Him mad
Well, do you think He's
Who they say He is
Or just a carpenter
Gone bad
People talkin' about Him
Wherever I go
They say He teaches with authority
That's somethin' I don' know
They say it is His fervent prayer
We'd stay in the Father's care
And believe that He
Is the Word made Man
Some say He is the Son of God
Others laugh and call Him mad
Well, do you think He's
Who He says He is
Or just a carpenter
Gone bad
