Newsboys, KJ-52 - Jesus Freak lyrics
[Newsboys, KJ-52 - Jesus Freak lyrics]
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
Kamikaze, my death is gain
I’ve been marked by my Maker
A peculiar display
The high and lofty, they see me as weak
But, I won’t 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 make
The people assume there
Wasn’t too much left in the upper room
With skins on his back and hair on his face
They thought he was strange from
The locusts he ate
All the Pharisees tripped when they
Heard him speak until
The king took the head of this Jesus freak
People say I’m strange
Does it make me a stranger?
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)
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
Kamikaze, my death is gain
I’ve been marked by my Maker
A peculiar display
The high and lofty, they see me as weak
But, I won’t 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 make
The people assume there
Wasn’t too much left in the upper room
With skins on his back and hair on his face
They thought he was strange from
The locusts he ate
All the Pharisees tripped when they
Heard him speak until
The king took the head of this Jesus freak
People say I’m strange
Does it make me a stranger?
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)