He's In Your Veins (Christian parody of "Paper Planes" by M.I.A.)

He's In Your Veins (Christi... Lyrics & Chords

He’s in your Veins

Get high with paper, get high on things
Do whenya whatcha wanna you don’t even need names
If you want it it’s your right you can do it all day
Just do it right now why would you think to wait?

Get high on pills get high with booze
Do whenya whatcha wanna you don’t even need names
If you want it it’s your right you can do it all day
Just do it right now why would you think to wait?
Sometimes you suck stuff up your nose
Easy find someone who wants to do same
You think you’re a winner, you’re makin’ your fame
You think that that will add to your name

Sometimes you just you wanna have sex
Easy find someone who wants to do same
You think you’re a winner, you’re makin’ your fame
You think that that will add to your name

All you wanna do is
[gun shots]
this stuff [load up, ka-ching]
Have people approve you

All you wanna do is
[gun shots]
that stuff [load up, ka-ching]
Have people love you

All you really get is
[gun shots]
let down [load up, ka-ching]
You just feel real bad

All you really get is
[gun shots]
let down [load up, ka-ching]
it makes you real sad

Cuz inside you’re messed up
Doin what you really ought not
Runnin throughout your life
Feeding your insecurities

But inside you’re dying
So out of control insecure
Doing what you should not
Actin’ out when you ought not

There’s another way than you puttin you first
And for these uncool things (bad choices) you really won’t thirst
The world doesn’t really revolve around you
and all your “rights” and your selfishness too

Get out of your way and you will find God
After all He is not buyin your facade
If you can get your world to revolve around Him
You’ll realize your weakness by feelin’ what’s HIM
Don’t ya really wanna
[gunshots]
feel good [load up, ka-ching]
and just do it right?

Don’t ya really wanna
[gunshots]
do it right [load up, ka-ching]
and just feel good?

All you have to do
[gunshots]
is just [load up, ka-ching]
Just give up yourself

Now you can see clearly
[gunshots]
and get [load up, ka-ching]
your piece of His peace

Jesus Christ
Your world Theocracy
Ya He’s got more guidance than anyone else
He’s no, no funny business

(And so now you are)

Yer-yer-yera His child
Somma somma His flock

Yer-yer-yera His child
Somma somma His flock

You can’t do better than Him
[gunshots]
He has [load-up, ka-ching]
A plan for your life

All He wantsta do is
[gunshots]
give you [load up ka-ching]
All that is yours

All He wantsta do is
[gunshots]
love you [load up, ka-ching]
Like a child of His

All He wantsta do is
[gunshots]
have you [load up, ka-ching]
Live forever with Him

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by Paul Hart

December 21, 2010

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