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1541 - Dear Pastor Random Lyrics



1541 - Dear Pastor Random Lyrics




I was sitting in a Sunday school class in the back with my hand up. One of you laughed, it's funny
That you would ask but, I guess it's cause I had a past or a present, getting the who are you vibe
We don't like the new guy look. I don't really care for the drama, feel me, I want to see if there's really
Even a God, but if there is I believe I got a problem, cause my sin I admit is the very definite reason I hit the bottom

And I'm hoping, you notice, I got my hand up, Dear Pastor Random, help me understand what
You meant, I want to ask but (Well), seems you're on sabbatical again, hence, grabbing for my pen
When you get into a frenzy and letting me really have it, and telling me I'm an enemy never to leave my habits
You tend to be condescending, offending, and even avid and ready to speak the heavy and threatening, Keep (Uh) attacking (Uh)

Seem to relish the hellish, got a knack for hard truths, you surely don't embellish
Honestly, how I felt it, oh no, I used the F-word: feelings, sorry, I guess I should've spelled it (Ha)
Thing is, I think you're inconsistent, I'm hearing King David was a poet and musician
Would he meet your definition of a man, or would you say he's oversensitive, spared some of his enemies, loving on his friends

And if, Nathan confronted him, he owned it, rightly so, saw his sin and he was broken
Don't think there's something wrong with a challenge, or emotions, need 'em, but you're often lacking the balance on both (Word) it's
Kind of like the grace and truth, law of Moses ain't an end in itself, but Christ it was made to take us to
And don't you slander me and say that I'm hating fruit, I believe the Spirit is living and making something new (Yup)

I'm just saying, you don't really strike me as pastoral, not the lunch-type, just the judge-type, moral
Good and fine, but do you ever talk about your sin (Tsk), or just mine? It's funny you're so benevolent
Quick to let us in on the claim that you're qualified, not a single stain on your collar tie
Staying far away, nice and separate, protected and quite the shepherd, neglected the hospitality part cause the sheep are getting

Really close to the edges of your many boundaries where their burdens end, never be burning out on account of me (Facts)
You might be healthy, but do you really need to sermon prep fifty hours a week? Jeez
Say your church is anti-seeker and wearing the badge proudly, so un-man-centered care nothing to know about me
Fine, Jesus came to seek and save the lost, Soli Deo Gloria, Spirit's leading me to the cross

And it's Christ's church, by the way, not yours. Remember that, wherever you're hiding at...haha
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I was sitting in a Sunday school class in the back with my hand up. One of you laughed, it's funny
That you would ask but, I guess it's cause I had a past or a present, getting the who are you vibe
We don't like the new guy look. I don't really care for the drama, feel me, I want to see if there's really
Even a God, but if there is I believe I got a problem, cause my sin I admit is the very definite reason I hit the bottom

And I'm hoping, you notice, I got my hand up, Dear Pastor Random, help me understand what
You meant, I want to ask but (Well), seems you're on sabbatical again, hence, grabbing for my pen
When you get into a frenzy and letting me really have it, and telling me I'm an enemy never to leave my habits
You tend to be condescending, offending, and even avid and ready to speak the heavy and threatening, Keep (Uh) attacking (Uh)

Seem to relish the hellish, got a knack for hard truths, you surely don't embellish
Honestly, how I felt it, oh no, I used the F-word: feelings, sorry, I guess I should've spelled it (Ha)
Thing is, I think you're inconsistent, I'm hearing King David was a poet and musician
Would he meet your definition of a man, or would you say he's oversensitive, spared some of his enemies, loving on his friends

And if, Nathan confronted him, he owned it, rightly so, saw his sin and he was broken
Don't think there's something wrong with a challenge, or emotions, need 'em, but you're often lacking the balance on both (Word) it's
Kind of like the grace and truth, law of Moses ain't an end in itself, but Christ it was made to take us to
And don't you slander me and say that I'm hating fruit, I believe the Spirit is living and making something new (Yup)

I'm just saying, you don't really strike me as pastoral, not the lunch-type, just the judge-type, moral
Good and fine, but do you ever talk about your sin (Tsk), or just mine? It's funny you're so benevolent
Quick to let us in on the claim that you're qualified, not a single stain on your collar tie
Staying far away, nice and separate, protected and quite the shepherd, neglected the hospitality part cause the sheep are getting

Really close to the edges of your many boundaries where their burdens end, never be burning out on account of me (Facts)
You might be healthy, but do you really need to sermon prep fifty hours a week? Jeez
Say your church is anti-seeker and wearing the badge proudly, so un-man-centered care nothing to know about me
Fine, Jesus came to seek and save the lost, Soli Deo Gloria, Spirit's leading me to the cross

And it's Christ's church, by the way, not yours. Remember that, wherever you're hiding at...haha
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Writer: Nathaniel Feliciano
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