Bob Dylan - Property Of Jesus lyrics

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 passes 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'cause

Say that he's a loser Ôcause 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