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.
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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
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When the whip that's keeping you
in line doesn't make him jump
Say he's hard-of-hearing, 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
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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,
cause he don't look at you and smile
'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes
or fairy tales, say he's got no style
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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?
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