| I’d say a smooth little line to win the room every time
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| And they’d be moved by what they heard
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| My tongue as empty as my heart
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| It’s not enough to play the part
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| O Jesus give me more than words
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| We pass out paper facts all week but they won’t come around
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| Apologetic reasoning, but they won’t come around, come around
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| There’s only one way they’ll come and it’s love
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| I am a one man marching band
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| And you’ll be mighty surprised to realize just how I’m playing my songs
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| It’s all live music ten till one
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| Come hear some cymbal crashing, son
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| And maybe hear me beat the gong
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| Men with other men loving the mammon more than God
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| Man, they’re in a sinking ship and who can save them?
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| God can
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| Maybe for a minute I can get back to the heart of it
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| Sure I’ve got zeal, but does love have a part in it?
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| Passionate words and beautiful phrases
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| They just don’t mean much if I don’t have Jesus in it
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| And it’s love |