Somebody's been sneaking round my back door Bringing back a bunch of trash that
I'd thrown out before They were stashing it in the cellar, in the bedroom too And I
was feeling confused about what I ought to do
Cause there was pride in the pantry, shame was under the stair It seemed like
lies were lurking everywhere The harder I'd clean, the more guilt I'd find Just
like there was some funky factory inside my mind
Then a good friend asked me, man are you still here?
There's no reason to live in this bondage and fear Jesus paid for your freedom,
it's so easy to find And you just walk in the spirit, leave the law behind Put your
bush broom down, get out of the door There ain't nothing here that you need anymore
Leave that big bag of pride and you carry on too And the house keys over to Jesus,
they don't belong to you
Some folks say you've got to wade right in, grab a hold of that carcass Try to
strangle the sin, but that's like going to Las Vegas trying to pay your debts The
harder you work, the deeper in you get
Because it's the law that gives power to the sin in you God's already forgiven
every rotten sin that you will ever do He left the law in the grave when he raised
up his son So why you trying to redo what he's already done?
So now when somebody comes sneaking around my back door Trying to bring back all that
garbage just like he did before It ain't gonna work this time, cause try as hard as
you can He's gonna be dealing with Jesus instead of a dead old man
You say you've got some sin that belongs to me?
No, that don't belong to me, that belongs to Jesus name You go talk to him and see
what he says Say what?
You say it's got my name on it?
Let me see that No, that's not me, that guy died way back in 1974 Everything
he owned belongs to Jesus You go talk to him, I got no business with you He's gone?
No, no, uh-uh