Thing Called Jesus

Don't come running to me with your half truth
Don't come crawling to me with your lies
'Cause I've see the liar and slipped through
His eye tooth, pulled out by Jesus Christ

You've been pushing the spiritual nothing
Now I'm throwing it all away
Surely this whole thing has got to mean something
Because it does to me

This is more to me than just a story
This is more to me than just some songs that I sing
I lay it on the line time after time, after time, after time
They can't stop this thing called Jesus

You can put me in some kind of closet
But sooner or later He'll knock down the doors
You can slander my name if you want it
He will send another and then there will be more