Heaven On Their Minds
Orlando Pops Orchestra Feat. Ray Hatch
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My mind is clearer now
At last, all too well, I can see
Where we all soon will be
If you strip away
The myth from the man, you will see
Where we all soon will be
Jesus, you've started to believe
The things they say of you
You really do believe
This talk of God is true, oh
And all the good you've done
Will soon get swept away
You've begun to matter more
Than all the things you say
Listen, Jesus, I don't like what I see
All I ask is that you listen to me
And remember I've been your right hand man all along
You have set them all on fire
They think they've found their new messiah
And they'll hurt you if they think they're wrong
I remember when this whole thing began
No talk of God and they called you a man
And believe me, my admiration for you has not died
But every word you say today
Gets twisted 'round some other way
And they'll hurt you if they think you lied
Nazareth, your famous son
Should have stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood
He'd have made good
Tables, chairs and oaken chests
Should have suited Jesus best
He'd have caused nobody harm
No one alarm
Listen, Jesus, don't you care for your race?
Don't you see we must keep in our place?
We are occupied
Have you forgotten how put down we are?
I am frightened by the crowd
For we are getting much too loud
And they'll crush us if we go too far
If we go too far
Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give
Don't you know that I want us to live?
But it's sad to see our chances
Weakening with every hour
All your followers are blind
Too much heaven on their minds
It was beautiful but now it's sour
Yes, it's all gone sour
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Jesus, Jesus
Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give
Can't you see that I want us to live?
Oh my Jesus
Oh my Jesus
Jesus, I
Jesus, Jesus
Listen, Jesus