The No-Name Song (Christian Rock)

Throw a blow, knock me down -- not enough

You can hit me hard, wont keep me down for long

Oh I swear I'll get right back up from that

I'll buy you a drink, buy you some food, that's what I'll do

Now listen to me alll ya sinners -- listen close

Oh ya know I don't want no trouble with you

So listen, don't kill today, you can shoot oho

Oh yeah ya know you can punch and kick but can't kill

Can't kill me, go huntin' others who ya can kill

But y'all know I don't want that at all (oh no)

I want you to stop killing -- stop sinnin' all together

You been to jail, been on crack -- now I KNOW that ain't you!

Stop them sins of yours, become God's good friend

No more jail ain't got room for you -- no more crack

Ain't chu got somewhere to be? Gimme your guns!

Sunday is for Church -- I want y'all ta go!

Heart Killer (CCM)

Feels like a war's going on to-duh-eh (oho woaho) in my heart

Said one day "I love you" oh she just ignored it -- let it be

Said that day "what's wrong, Kis?" just got a blank

Asked if she hates me -- well that didn't help much

Final goodbyes on that day -- why's life like this?

The ones you love betraying you like a raging bull

What seems so real's really just a big huge lie

A hug I understand, but not the lips, not a kiss

Kisses are for love, not for your fun -- not for that at all

A hug is different (just isn't the same) at all

But put that together and add heartbreak -- you get a song

You get a poem, you get tears and tons of pain

And when you add cheating, it gets much worse

I'd rather have you tell me than have Roar-Eee-ee-ee tell me

And when you say you don't believe (oho woaho) don't believe in forever

Yeah-ah-ah oh woah yeah you know it doesn't help very much

Oh Lord, My Savior (Christian Rock)

God, my friend (oh woah oho) God, my friend

Oho woaho my Lord please show me a sign

Oh I wanna know I'm loved, cared for and all

Lemme see that blue light from Sweet Heaven

Show me hope and trust I must have

(Oh woah oh oh oh) come and save me my Lord

In God we trust, but I can not see your love

Children die, wives get beaten, people starve

I see I have sinned, but has not the whir-old?

We all steal air -- stealing's sinning (oh it's a sin)

So we should all be equal-lee tree-ted

I stand up for them my Lord show me Heaven