The Conductor

Tired of being a sucker for pain?/

Hop aboard, roll with the Conductor of our train/

Follow the straight path down these redemption tracks, He's callin your name/

It's pretty plain and & simple, pop that vain pimple & allow the spirit to enter your temple/

We're rollin in His caboose of truth enjoyin this beautiful landscape He produced/

Allow Him to set you free from life's noose, once yer loose we'll be right here to give you a boost/

I promise there is a better way you don't have to wade in the stress everyday until yer old and gray/

Don't be afraid/

Take it from someone who had one foot in the grave/

I was a depraved slave of worldly ways wanderin thru this crazed maze in a drunken haze tryin to pave my own way & earn a place up on that pretentious stage/

Through His grace I was saved/

He pulled me outta that phase/

Now everyday I place my head in my hands and pray givin praise to the Architect of this day and age/

The purpose of life is to be of service in His light/

Remove your worldly disguise, trade in your lies & realize He endured the pain & strife of sacrifice so you could have the ultimate prize of eternal life/

Let go of that desire to fight & cuss, hop off the bandwagon of lust, leave the alcohol & drugs in the dust/

Just come with us & experience the rush of the One who is righteous/

You walkin around like a self-taught robot programmed on the spot/ 

You got rusted gears & internal rot from years of following the wicked lot/

You been so caught up in tryin to reach the top yer electrical wiring is tied up in knots/

People come to me askin if my company is hiring?/

Well ya, my King is constantly acquiring those tiring of being stuck in the middle of the devil's fiery ring/