Friday, June 14, 2013

Heart Transplant

Heart transplant

Its time for us to swim against the flow/even though it don't seem like the way to go/all this stuff just makes you blue/never let your possessions start to possess you/do ya know about the man called the rich young ruler/he wanted to be good, he wanted to be cooler/all this stuff and he just couldn't let it go/then he walked away sad with his stuff in tow/ the lord said follow me and he didn't listen/he was just fakin/he was just dissin/ he said Im your biggest decision/open up your heart let me make an incision/I had shackles on my hands and stocks on my feet/i was born again but still living in defeat/woe is me Im an unclean man/I need a touch from the masters hand/put coal to my mouth and burn this flesh/cuz i need to be rescued from this body of death/its cold and its dark and it ain't so cool/I'm in a dirty pool and I'm such a fool/give me the living water to quench my thirst/I wanna put God first instead of living a curse/I follow Jesus but I'm still not free/I got the name Christian but it ain't reality

HOOK: I try and I try but I just can't. I really need a heart transplant/I really need a heart transplant.

I stood at the altar of foreign gods/I said Lord I love you but we are at odds/I walked in the darkness and called it the light/I called him my friend but somethin' just isn't right/when you live by the flesh you will die/when you say I'm ok you are just telling a lie/His word won't shine in your heart/because God don't want no part/He told me what I really lack/He said My son you are on the verge of a heart attack/it is for freedom that I set you free/and this grace is available to all who believe/You are chained to the thing called sin/when I knock on your door you won't let me in/you have eyes but you still can't see/you live in America but you are still in captivity/slave to sin, slave to satan/thats why you keep hatin'/thats why you keep debatin'/I'm not the one/Satan is the culprit/fall at my feet as I preach from the pulpit/you should never go by her house/she will tell you she has no spouse/don't let her get you with her hook/i tell ya right now that girl's a crook/her house is a stairway to the grave/run like forest gump/don't try to be brave

HOOK: I train and I train but I just can't. I really need a heart transplant/I really need a heart transplant

I try to be patient and wait/but then I end up doing what I hate/I try to find the escape hatch/but then I struggle to find the latch/I train to get it right some of me/but then satan dangles turkish delight right in front of me/I wade through the storm of hip hop/I never want to be at the top of the pop/I just want to reel in a big fish/heroically rescue the sons of kish/I don't need a hot girl in a little bikini/I'm a secret agent without the martini/I sold mustangs and I sold camaros/I sold little trinkets and I sold sparrows/but then Jesus came in and turned over the table/now I'm rockin' the casbah and don't need no label/My managers name is yahwah/I only speak the words that he would say/I read the Bible because im a rebel/God keeps me going straight and on ground level/its going to be a battle to the death/its going to be tragic like Macbeth/I got the goal in my sights now/not just eternal life/but new life right now.

HOOK: I train and I train but I just can't/I really need a heart transplant/I really need a heart transplant

***Recorded at Elevated basement studio in Savannah, GA.***

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