Freedom to Move

Lyrics

I believe a believer has the freedom to move Now, tell me, mister, what you tryin' to do? Those things you're sayin', man, they just ain't true You wave the Bible, you scream and you shout But you don't have a clue what you're talkin' about Now you been goin' through the churches Like a Nazi for Truth Sayin' Christian rock music is destroyin' the youth Slanderin' your brothers that you don't even know Ruinin' reputations every place that you go Now you call it devil music, say it's right from the pit Scarin' parents everywhere right out of their wits They're goin' to your meetin's Buyin' books and buyin' tapes But all you're selin's legalism, guilt, and sour grapes I know you wouldn't use it For your Sunday mornin' service But that ain't no excuse to get so spiritually nervous I know you don't like it, but now listen, my friend Just 'cause you don't like it doesn't mean it's a sin I know it isn't heavy ministry, the lyrics are light (I believe a believer, believe a believer) But it's got a funky rhythm and the band is really tight (I believe a believer, ooh...) There's a lot more to life then being down in the groove But I believe a believer has the freedom to move So, won't you get off the soap box And take off your shoes You know it ain't the rhythm It's the words that you use It's not the drums or the electric guitar It's all in the motives, it's in who you really are So, won't you crank me up some country Or some rhythm 'n' blues I really don't care what kind of flavor you choose Just let the lyrics stay clean, let the people all groove And say, "Thank You, Jesus, for the freedom to move" Thank You, Jesus, for the freedom to move Thank You, Jesus, for the freedom to move Thank You, Jesus, for the freedom to move