Somebody Else’s Jesus - Shemekia Copeland

Somebody Else's Jesus - Shemekia Copeland
"You say the Lord called you early one morning
Telling you to preach
So you opened up a big ole church in Miami Beach
You gotta hotline to heaven
And it puts you in control
The only thing you're missing now baby is forgiveness in your soul
Well it sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Somebody else's Jesus
Sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Sure don't sound like mine
You say money won't make a man happy
Or cure anybody of sin
So open out that purse and that wallet
And send the green stuff in
The preacher he's praying so hard for you
But miracles take time
So thank you for your patience
And all those nickels and dimes
Well it sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Somebody else's Jesus
Sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Sure don't sound like mine
My Jesus won't judge me
If I don't go to church one time
And if I don't put money in your plate
He's gonna love me just fine
The voice it sounds so dog gone righteous
Just quivering in prayer
And you wave around that big ole Bible like a shotgun in the air
Well we're all of us God's children
And he loves us as his own
So point that finger right back at yourself
Before you throw that stone
Well it sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Somebody else's Jesus
Sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Sure don't sound like
Somebody else's Jesus
Somebody else's Jesus
Sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Sounds like somebody else's Jesus
Sure don't sound like mine