You took a trip and climbed a tree
At Robert Sledge뭩 party
And there you stayed ’till morning came
And you were not the same after that
You gave your life to Jesus Christ
And after all your friends went home
You came down, you looked around
And you were not the same after that
(Ahhh ahhh)
You were not the same after that
(Ahhh ahhh)
You were not the same after that
You see ’em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
You뭭e got one good trick and you뭨e hanging on you뭨e hanging on…
To it
You took the word and made it heard
And eased the people뭩 pain and for that
You were idolised, immortalised
And you were not the same after that
Walking tall, you’d bought it all
And you were not the same after that
Till someone died on the waterslide
And you were not the same after that
You see ’em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
You뭭e got one good trick and you뭨e hanging on you뭨e hanging on to it
(ooh ooh ooh ooh)
(YOU WERE NOT THE SAME!)
You see ’em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
You뭭e got one good trick and you뭨e hanging on you뭨e hanging on
You뭨e hanging onYou뭨e hanging on
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