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If Jesus came to your church, would He even feel at home
Would he feel invited or be unrecognized and alone
On the corner of Happy and Healthy
At Sunday and Wealthy
Crop the cross just right in the back of the selfie
Hot coffee, cool lobby the people are perfect
Dope pastor, fresh fashions & nobody’s hurtin’
Big youth group, big budget, the best! Yeah you deserve it
You’re loved and you’re worth it, you’re family we call it service
All these preachers in sneakers
Inch deep in what they’re teachin’
Self help and self healing
A pocket-sized Jesus
Their Jesus won’t save us
That Jesus won’t change us
Artificial Savior comin up
Pre-packaged and flavored
He’s made-fresh-to-order
Safe for consumption
Amountin’ to nothin’
Designed to your preference
You’ll love it!
IIII gotta take a stand
What good is a brand
When the amens are canned
If Jesus was standing right row
He’d be liftin a hand
Flippin’ tables ain’t we able to wrap our minds around it
Flippin’ tables, Bet He sees it and He’s so astounded
Flippin’ tables, this ain’t why He died for sin
Were Flippin tables, I wanna be just like Him
Flippin’ tables, ya better watch ya cups and watch ya plates
Flippin’ tables, why can’t you see there is a better way
Flippin’ tables, He’ll up-end the game again
Flippin’ tables, I’m gonna be just like Him
Church ain’t just some party you go to once a week
It’s a clinic for the lame, the blind and the meek
It’s the body, it’s you and me, we’re His hands and feet
When will you learn your faith
Is dead without (some) action G
Mad Hatter with some (hard) facts that just might
Save your soul
Start handin out the truth
Stop handin out cookies and scones
Stop livin by the plate and then
Start leadin em to the Throne
What? You really scared your kingdom
Might get overthrown?
Wanna Chat? Let’s chop it up
Money, Power, Position
And how you dangle it over the head
Of every Christian
How you plan and program,
Get everyone's attention
How you got the words of life
Too scared to preach that vision?
Que Pasa Mi Amigo
It’s Me Runnin for Me Papa
I’ve got a Lion that rages inside me
It ain’t Mufasa
I’ve been called to a mission
A different kind of prophet
Excuse me, you might wanna watch
Your plate and table toppers
Flippin’ tables ain’t we able to wrap our minds around it
Flippin’ tables, Bet He sees it and He’s so astounded
Flippin’ tables, this ain’t why He died for sin
Were Flippin tables, I wanna be just like Him
Flippin’ tables, ya better watch ya cups and watch ya plates
Flippin’ tables, why can’t you see there is a better way
Flippin’ tables, He’ll up-end the game again
Flippin’ tables, I’m gonna be just like Him
Written by: Brent Baxter, Brian Havens, Kash Brian Memphis
