Sinead O'connor - Property of Jesus lyrics

(Bob Dylan) Go ahead and talk about him because he makes you doubt Because he has denied himself the things that you can't live without Laugh at him behind his back just like the others do Remind him of what he used to be when he comes walkin' through He's the property of Jesus Resent him to the bone You got something better You've got a heart of stone Stop your conversation when he pa**es on the street Hope he falls upon himself, oh, won't that be sweet Because he can't be exploited by superstition anymore Because he can't be bribed or bought by the things that you adore He's the property of Jesus Resent him to the bone You got something better You've got a heart of stone When the whip that's keeping you in line doesn't make him jump Say he's hard-of-hearin', say that he's a chump Say he's out of step with reality as you try to test his nerve Because he doesn't pay no tribute to the king that you serve He's the property of Jesus Resent him to the bone You got something better You've got a heart of stone Say that he's a loser 'cause he got no common sense Because he don't increase his worth at someone else's expense Because he's not afraid of trying, 'cause he don't look at you and smile 'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style He's the property of Jesus Resent him to the bone You got something better You've got a heart of stone You can laugh at salvation, you can play Olympic games You think that when you rest at last you'll go back from where you came But you've picked up quite a story and you've changed since the womb What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom? He's the property of Jesus Resent him to the bone You got something better You've got a heart of stone