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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
"Sell a mirage," says The Voice of The Cunning
Button-down yes-men market it well
"Sell a mirage and the hordes come running."
Cheap grace rains like pennies from hell
In the cool flame flickers some psychopath stickman
Weeping to the cameras
Begging for trust
But the seeds lie here
In a proud heart needing your covering under...
Under the blood
Under the blood
A cover under the blood
Under the blood
Under the blood
There's a refuge under the blood
Shutter the room
There's a Light penetrating
Stickmen tremble and cover their eyes
Shutter this room
There's a judgement waiting
Cheap grace rains down quite a surprise
In the stained glass ghetto
There's a hired hand setting up a table
In remembrance of no one at all
And if I'm that man
Could your mercy bring me back
Into communion?
Under the blood
Under the blood
Communion under the blood
Under the blood
Under the blood
Can you reach me?
Under the blood
There's a light in the hollow
Under the blood
Where you lead I will follow
And the blitzkrieg drones
And the bleeding earth groans
And your Comforter heals me, whispering hope
You're alive
In the soul of a sinner
Cover me under...
Under the blood
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
She was the one who caught the bouquet
The best of her best friends' wedding day
She was the one who caught the bouquet
A token that God must want it that way
And on her quest for Mr. Right
She said "I do" where the lonely give in
They were married on the way, and oh
Nothing's sadder than the words, "It might have been"
He was the one, but promises dull when Jesus becomes expendable
Expecting to find what never was there
But doesn't it still beat solitaire?
She heard that time turns desire to love and that the Lord had it all in control
So marry two half-people, and oh
Shouldn't one make the other whole?
Swallowing hard 'cos you knew better before
Desperate for someone to blame
And does it matter that he's gone again?
Nothing's sadder than the words "It might have been"
She was the one the bouquet deceived
Believer who never could believe
Now she's the one who's lonely again
She's wondering how it might have been
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
There was a time in Christendom
the road to God was hard to tread
'til charlatans in leisure suits
saw dollars dancing in their heads
chorus:
You don't owe me nothing
you don't owe me nothing
you don't owe me nothing
you don't owe me nothing
I heard her say she struck a deal
her faith will bring in money bags
I'm heading for the mercy seat
my goodness looks like dirty rags
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Need I even say
you don't owe me nothing
why did you give it anyway?
I know you'll give me what I need
they say I need a shopping mall
I claim the victory over greed
Lord Jesus, I surrender all
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
Unfolding today
A miracle play
This Indiana morn
The father--he sighs
She opens her eyes
Their baby boy is born
"We don't understand
He's not like we planned"
The doctor shakes his head
"Abnormal" they cry
And so they decide
This child is better dead
I bear the blame
Believers are few
And what am I to do?
I share the shame
The cradle's below
And where is Baby Doe?
A hearing is sought
The lawyers are bought
The court won't let him eat
The papers applaud
When judges play God
This child is getting weak
They're drawing a bead
Reciting their creed
"Respect A Woman's Choice"
I've heard that before
How can you ignore
This baby has a voice
I bear the blame
Believers are few
And what am I to do?
I share the shame
The cradle's below
And where is Baby Doe?
Where will it end
Oh
No
No
It's over and done
The presses have run
Some call the parents brave
Behind your disguise your rhetoric lies
You watched a baby starve
I bear the blame
The cradle's below
And where is Baby?
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
Sally's into knowledge
Spent her years in college
Just to find out nothing is true
She can hardly speak now
Words are not unique now
'Cause they can't say anything new
You say humanist philosophy is what it's all about
You're so open-minded that your brain leaked out
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up
Time to lay diplomas down
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up
And you're buried six feet underground?
Spent your life looking out for number one
Pridle'll come before a fall
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
Were you thinking that was the end of it all?
Harry's a civilian
Wants to make a million
So he keeps on plugging away
Money is eternal
Like the Wall Street Journal
Yes, they're gonna make him happy someday
Grabbin' for the gusto
Gonna hit paydirt or bust
Where's it gonna get you
When you bite the dust?
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up
Time to lay your money down
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up
And you're buried six feet underground?
Spent your life looking out for number one
Pridle'll come before a fall
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
Were you thinking that was the end of it all?
Buried in your psyche is the shadow of a doubt
You're so open-minded that your brains leaked out
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from Steve Taylor - Now The Truth Can Be Told (2003)
A Christian counselor wrote, quote,
"It's the only human choice ahead
If you can't support it
Why don't you abort it instead?"
You say you pray to the sky
Why? when you're afraid to take a stand down here
'Cause while the holy talk reads like a bad ad-lib
Silence screams you were robbing the crib
Say it ain't none of my business, huh?
A woman's got a right to choose
Now a grave-digger
Next you pull the trigger
What then?
Whatever happened to sin?
I heard the Reverend say
"Gay is probably normal in the Good Lord's sight
What's to be debated?
Jesus never stated what's right"
I'm no theology nut, but
The Reverend may be a little confused
For if the Lord don't care
And he chooses to ignore-ah
Tell it to the people
Of Sodom and Gomorrah (woah)
Call it just an alternate lifestyle, huh?
Morality lies within
Consciences are restin'
Please repeat the question again
Whatever happened to sin?
When the closets are empty
And the clinics are full
When your eyes have been blinded
By society's wool
When the streets erupt
In your own backyard
You'll be on your knees
Praying for the national guard
If you don't care now
How the problems get solved
You can shake your head later
That you never got involved
'Cause the call came ringing
From the throne of gold
But you never got the message (got the message)
'Cause your mind's on hold
A politician next door
Swore he'd set the Washington Arena on fire
Thinks he'll gladiate them
But they're gonna make him a liar
Well he's a good ole boy
Who was born and raised
In the buckle o' the Bible Belt
But remember when you step
Into your voting booth
He'll never lie
He'll just embellish the truth
Promises were made to be broken, right?
You've gotta play the game to win
When you need supporting
Tell 'em that you're born again
Whatever happened to sin?
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