Go ahead and talk about him
because he makes you doubt,
Because he has denied himself
the things that you can't live without.
Laugh at him behind his back
just like the others do,
Remind him of what he used to be
when he comes walkin' through.
He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone
Stop your conversation when he passes on the street,
Hope he falls upon himself, oh, won't that be sweet
Because he can't be exploited by superstition anymore
Because he can't be bribed or bought
by the things that you adore.
He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone
When the whip that's keeping you in line
doesn't make him jump,
Say he's hard-of-hearin', say that he's a chump.
Say he's out of step with reality as you try to test his nerve
Because he doesn't pay no tribute to the king that you serve.
He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone
Say that he's a loser 'cause he got no common sense
Because he don't increase his worth
at someone else's expense.
Because he's not afraid of trying, say he got no style,
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales,
say things that make you smile.
He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone
You can laugh at salvation,
you can play Olympic games,
You think that when you rest at last
you'll go back from where you came.
But you've picked up quite a story
and you've changed since the womb.
What happened to the real you,
you've been captured but by whom?
He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone
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