PUNCH DRUNK

All things through Christ

This time, we takin′ over

Outer space, goin' solar

Back then, they showed no love

Punch-drunk, hungover, huh

Punch-drunk, hungover on love

I had to learn to read between the lines

Overboard when they mention me in Times

Know the Lord′s intervention was divine

Political and social tension's on decline

Not to mention, they forget to mention

How I'm swingin′ through like Sonny Liston in his prime

Used to dream about this every day

The way they hear, they livin′ me

I know some church goin' women prayed

What′s worse is livin' in conditions made

Hearses takin′ good men away

Fathers in the penitentiary

Mothers fightin' for a livin′ wage

But this time, we takin' over

Outer space, goin' solar

Punch-drunk, hungover

Punch-drunk, hungover

Over on love

Oh, yes, I can, oh, yes, I can, oh, yes, I can

I can do all things through Christ

Oh, yes, I can, oh, yes, I can, oh, yes, I can

I can do all things through Christ

Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

I can do, do all things through Christ

Oh, yes, I can, oh, yes, I can, oh, yes, I can

I can do-