Crazy Sexy Jesus

I’ve heard you pray for the fruit that you eat

While you dine with the devil on a dead end street

I’ve heard you talk the talk

Can you walk the walk

If seeing is believing then I don’t believe



You’re crazy sexy Jesus

Walking down Sunset Boulevard

Ladies crying ‘please us’

But you’re a mad man posing as the son of God



You ain’t the real thing brotha, no no

You ain’t the real thing

You ain’t the real thing brotha, no no

If seeing is believing then I don’t believe



I’ve seen ya swing from a broken string

While you crucify your brothers hanging next to thee

I’ve seen ya woah-oh glory day

But neither heaven nor your father even know your name



Cos you are crazy sexy Jesus

Walking down Sunset Boulevard

Oh, the ladies crying ‘please us’

But you’re a mad man posing as the son of God



You ain’t the real bro, no

You ain’t the real thing brotha, no no

You ain’t the real thing

Woah, if seeing is believing then I don’t believe you



Woah, Hallelujah

What’s it to ya?

Hallelujah

What’s it to ya-uh-uh?

Hallelujah

What’s it to ya?

Hallelujah

What’s it to ya?



Crazy sexy Jesus

Walking down Sunset Boulevard

People crying ‘free us’

But you’re a mad man posing as the son of God



No you are crazy sexy Jesus

Yeah you are walking down Sunset Boulevard

Everyone’s crying ‘free us’

But you’re a mad man posing as the son of God

You’re a mad man posing as the son of God

You’re a mad man posing as the son of God