Time Bomb - Live at Wrigley Field, Chicago, IL, 09.2010

If I'm a ticking time bomb
Waiting to blow my top
No one would ever know
Not until I blew up
No one would believe it
'Cause he was such a normal man
Shake their heads and wonder why

If Martians fell from the sky
What would that do to God?
Would we put the weapon down
Or aim it up at the sky?
No one would believe it
Except the fucking nut jobs
They'd laugh and cry, "We told you so!"

Baby, when I get home
I wanna believe in Jesus
Hammer in the final nail
Then help me pick up the pieces

When everything starts to fall
So fast that it terrifies you
When will you hit the wall?
Or are you gonna learn to fly?
No one would believe it
Except for all the people
Watching as you fly away

Baby, when I get home
I want to pick up those pieces
Hammer in the final nail
Lean me up against Jesus

Baby, when I get home
I wanna believe in Jesus
Hammer in the final nail
You help me pick up the pieces

Baby, when I get home
I wanna believe in Jesus
Baby, when I get home
I wanna believe in Jesus



Credits
Writer(s): David John Matthews
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