Choirboy

Well I'm uh back in the fourth grade and I'm uh 10 I guess

When weird women thought we kids all lived to take tests

Kinda kept to myself - real shy kid

I liked old rock songs and the pop'lar hits

There was a kid talkin' 'bout a choir they got

Said a lot of the spots were not locked because

The guy who taught with the choir was still fillin' the rows

And lots of kids couldn't sound the notes

And he told me it's fun to sing with the choir

Get known as a kid that God set apart

Said to me you wanna? I'm gonna go

Try out for the choir fella you should come along

Start attendin' church service in robes just like Jesus

And get a spot in the Four Tops or Four Seasons

That rocks! Cause I'm a real good voice

And I'm takin' that test, sucka, because

I'm gonna be a choirboy baby

With a top 10 smash and the nuns all smiling

(Choirboy baby) Guess who's chillin' with the boys' choir

(I'm gonna be a choirboy baby)

Shinin' my light while the people pray

(Choirboy baby) A cappella singer from a higher plane

I let him hear my little vocals and he said, "You're in"

I go "Ah ah ah ah ah" - I dusted my friend

Told him "You won't do - there's no gown in your size"

Well that's his loss - my gown it fits fine

They told me "Believe in Jesus Christ"

I'll get Him after this part of my exciting life

Cause if I time this right I'm gonna make like a Beach Boy

And let California girls know why they all need a choirboy baby

Better stop that act everyone's not buyin'

(Choirboy baby) Just like Dylan with a good voice

(I'm gonna be a choirboy baby)

Hidin' my life while I seem O.K.

(Choirboy baby) I can tell a fib with a smiley face

Yeah it rocked - you can call me "blessed"

Only something's missin' and I gotta confess

Seems the sin that's in my head is growin' wild and fast

And it'd get this kid kicked right out of Mass

No kidding I'm sittin' in church gettin' real bored

Call the cops 'cause I'm lost

Where's the cross and the Lord?

Felt remorse and embarrassed and I tried to get right

Felt like hangin' down my head and hangin' up my life (Huh!)

Got famous - rocked the eleventh grade 'cause

Director picked me for my senior play yes

Got to wear make-up - rock band came up

They told me sing lead but then the band breaks up

Pride had got a grip on me

Robbed me of the sort of faith I'd need

I didn't know Jesus - I just would beg Him for favors

Finally straight out of college I made Him my Savior

Now life's a pleasure - this guy's legit

I'd always heard that Christians were radical idiots

I make it my biz to dispel that notion

And keep on trustin' Him with all my devotion

(Choirboy) with a rock band that's into song rewritin'

(Choirboy) spend all my time at finding words that rhyme

(Choirboy) ridin' at night cause the gigs I play

(Choirboy) might be held at 800 miles away

(Choirboy) with ApologetiX backin' the songs I'm rhymin'

(Choirboy) with a top 10 smash and the Son's inside me.