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Back when we kids we'd go to church
From then I can recall some funny things
My mother's best friend's husband
He stole from every one we knew
We were all about praising
We were all about jumping for joy
In the name of Jesus Christ
We were all about singing
Hallelujah to Him
In the name, in the name of Jesus Christ
My best friend's dad was a reformed thug
Who was told by the Lord to work with youth
His daughter fell pregnant at fifteen
His wife's now got cancer
I heard he's back in gangs
And we were all about praising
We were all about jumping for joy
In the name of Jesus Christ
We were all about singing
Hallelujah to Him
In the name, in the name of Jesus Christ
In the name, in the name of Jesus Christ
In the name, in the name of Jesus Christ
In the name, in the name of Jesus Christ
In the name, in the name of Jesus Christ