Lovin Time
She hit the bottom
On her 22nd year
And the so-called kids of Jesus
Watched her fall
The headlines said she went
And put a pistol to her ear
And the note said
"No one loves me anymore"

Modern Pharisee
Infect a ​righteous ministry
Jesus got some words for you
Turn away, I never knew
A wasted soul is a heinous crime
Let's get back to the lovin' time

Starving children
In the streets of Abidjan
And there's emptinеss
That fills their kitchen shelvеs
Meanwhile, Christian ladies
Gossip in the hair salon
While they're spending
All their money on themselves
Jesus gave you more
To seek the lost and feed the poor
What's money worth on the day you die
Can't get through the needle's eye
A wasted soul is a heinous crime
Let's get back to the lovin' time

Jesus gave you more
To seek the lost and feed the poor
What's money worth on the day you die
Can't get through the needle's eye
A wasted soul is a heinous crime
Let's get back to the lovin' time

He prayed to Jesus
As He emptied out his soul
And He filled it with the empathetic fire
His feet upon the rock
And His voice as pure as gold
He's pullin' fellow brothers from the mire

The heart of Satan speared
As many saw and feared
The sword of love from the Jesus sheath
A seasoned tongue and a raw belief
A heart for souls and a heart sublime
Let's get back to the lovin' time
Lovin' time
Get back!