
In the mid nineties, I had a little red Buick and a big ol’ bass box in the trunk, and would listen to “Christian Rock”, cranked to 11.
(What did you say? Huh? Can you say that again, I didn’t hear you….)
I have gotten away from that genre for many reasons, the least of which may be a loss of hearing, but some songs have stuck with me over the decades.
The artist’s I listened to sought to reflect Scriptural teaching for the most part. They ranged from “preaching” pop culture religion to significant theological teaching. As I listened to the lyrics, I found some to be quite challenging.
To be honest, I listened because I could justify the rock beat with “sanctified lyrics”.
Occassionaly I will post a song, supply the lyrics and make a comment or two. If you decide to listen to the tune, turn the speaker down unless you are already deaf. Some of the songs tend to have a certain “volume” about them!
This post will consider the song
Psychedelic Super Jesus – by Bride
It’s all about our perception of who He is. Do we get the information of who Jesus is from the original source, or from nebulous thoughts and unfriendly influencers?
And that’s the way you see him
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way
Psychedelic Super Jesus
And that’s the way you see him
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way
Psychedelic Super Jesus
These guys sound alot like Stryper, Bloodgood and Saint.
Take a listen!
Psychedelic Super Jesus – by Bride
Well, you say, “He’s weak, he’s a super freak”
Don’t believe that he came
You said, “God is dead”
You lost your head, you’ve got him swinging from a chain.”
You can be saved but you’re digging your own grave
I’m begging you to come back, to come back
“King of kings”, the angels sing
I think the sky has cracked
And that’s the way you see him
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way
Psychedelic Super Jesus
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way
Psychedelic Super Jesus
Get high to remember, take a drink to forget; it’s all profanity
Still got him on a cross, your heart is lost
You nail him to a hippie tree
You say, “Light my fire” full desire
Don’t you die on me, babe, don’t you die
The rope is slipping and you’re voodoo tripping
And you’re not a pretty sight to see
And that’s the way you see him
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way
Psychedelic Super Jesus
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way
Psychedelic Super Jesus, yeah
(Yeah, this ain’t 1969 in U.S.A.,
Southern California on a hot day
And I don’t look good in bell-bottoms, you know what I mean?
No, I sure don’t, and I don’t wear tie-dyed shirts either
No, I sure don’t, and I don’t dif those funky head-bands that they used to wear
I don’t like none of that stuff
You know what?
I don’t even know what a eucalyptus tree is.)
God is love
Power in the blood
Seek and you will find
Today is the day, better give it away;
There’s no better time
Will you learn he will return?
It’s no small thing to me, it’s no small thing
I tell you now, I show you how
The shining glory
And that’s the way you see him
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way
Psychedelic Super Jesus
And that’s the way you see him
That’s the way you see him
That’s the way
Psychedelic Super Jesus
(Freak out Go Oh, oh
It’s 1960 all over again, we got tie-dyes again, oh no.)
Let me know what you think of the lyrics, and of the tunes!
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