Will it be different now, or the same?
Will I have learned anything, or was it just a way to spend a day or two set aside for thinking thoughts about you?
If that's all it was I had a good time.
But that won't be enough for me, not this year, not anytime soon,
I have got to clean house, gotta make my bed, gotta clear my head,
It's getting kinda stuffy in here, smells sort of funky too, like monkeys at the zoo,
I have been whoring after things 'cause I wanna feel safe inside - that's a big, fat lie,
No amount of green, gold or silver will ever take the place of the peace of God.
Spirit, come flush the lies out,
Spirit, come flush the lies out.
Will it be different now, or the same? Have I changed at all?
And if you were to dive deep inside my soul would you find Jesus there, or a gaping hole?
Should I be content with my "beautiful" Christian life?
But that won't be enough for me, not this year, not anytime soon,
I have got to clean house, gotta make my bed, gotta clear my head,
It's getting kinda stuffy in here, smells sort of funky too, like monkeys at the zoo,
I have been whoring after things 'cause I wanna get everything right - that's a big, fat lie,
No amount of green, gold or silver, the perfect body, another hot toddy, work for the Lord, fame and power, power and s**, a seat at the table at the Belle Mead Country Club,
Here's the rub: nothing will ever take the place of the peace of God.
Spirit, come flush the lies out,
Spirit, come flush the lies out.
Will it be different now, or the same?
Will I have learned anything?
Will I have learned anything, or was it just a way to spend a day or two set aside for thinking thoughts about you?
If that's all it was I had a good time.
But that won't be enough for me, not this year, not anytime soon,
I have got to clean house, gotta make my bed, gotta clear my head,
It's getting kinda stuffy in here, smells sort of funky too, like monkeys at the zoo,
I have been whoring after things 'cause I wanna feel safe inside - that's a big, fat lie,
No amount of green, gold or silver will ever take the place of the peace of God.
Spirit, come flush the lies out,
Spirit, come flush the lies out.
Will it be different now, or the same? Have I changed at all?
And if you were to dive deep inside my soul would you find Jesus there, or a gaping hole?
Should I be content with my "beautiful" Christian life?
But that won't be enough for me, not this year, not anytime soon,
I have got to clean house, gotta make my bed, gotta clear my head,
It's getting kinda stuffy in here, smells sort of funky too, like monkeys at the zoo,
I have been whoring after things 'cause I wanna get everything right - that's a big, fat lie,
No amount of green, gold or silver, the perfect body, another hot toddy, work for the Lord, fame and power, power and s**, a seat at the table at the Belle Mead Country Club,
Here's the rub: nothing will ever take the place of the peace of God.
Spirit, come flush the lies out,
Spirit, come flush the lies out.
Will it be different now, or the same?
Will I have learned anything?