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 I divorced
I saw a man with a 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 he claimed he had a dream…
What will people think
when they hear that I’m a Jesus freak?
What will people do when they find that it’s true?
I don’t really care if they label me a Jesus freak – there ain’t no disguising the truth
No I ain’t into hiding the Truth
People say I’m 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 don’t really care (what else can I say?)
There ain’t no disguising the Truth
(Jesus is the Way)