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by Christopher Mudiappahpillai

does anyone remember that first ad for the iPod? at least, i think it was the first ad. it featured a brown guy dancing in his apartment, downloading music to his iPod. then in a moment of silence he picked up the iPod. as he put on the earphones, the music started again, and he danced his way out the door. i too can do such things with my mp3 player. it’s no iPod, but it’s more than enough for me.

i often listen to music on my way to school. sometimes, if the music gets loud, i wonder what people would think if they could hear it. i never feel bad if it’s secular music that i’m listening to. but if it’s Christian, i suddenly feel an urge to lower the volume.

why do i feel ashamed of my music? am i ashamed of Christ?


Jesus Freak

DC Talk

[What will people think when they hear that I’m a Jesus Freak?

What will people do when they find that’s it’s true?]

Separated, I cut myself clean

From a past that comes back in my darkest of dreams

Been apprehended by a spiritual force

And a grace that replaced all the me I’ve divorced

I saw a man with tat on his big fat belly

It wiggled around like marmalade jelly

It took me a while to catch what it said

‘Cause I had to match the rhythm

Of his belly with my head

“Jesus Saves” is what it raved in a typical tattoo green

He stood on a box in the middle of the city

And he claimed he had a dream

[Chorus]

What will people think

When they hear that I’m a Jesus Freak?

What will people do when they find that it’s true?

I don’t really care if they label me a Jesus Freak

There ain’t no disguising the truth

Kamikaze, my death is gain

I’ve been marked by my Maker

A peculiar display

The high and lofty, they see me as weak

‘Cause I won’t live and die for the power they seek

There was a man from the desert with naps in his head

The sand that he walked was also his bed

The words that he spoke made the people assume

There wasn’t too much left in the upper room

With skins on his back and hair on his face

They thought he was strange by the locusts he ate

The Pharisees tripped when they heard him speak

Until the king took the head of this Jesus Freak

[chorus 2x]

People say I’m strange, does it make me a stranger

That my best friend was born in a manger

People say I’m strange, does it make me a stranger

That my best friend was born in a manger

[chorus 2x]

What will people think?

What will people do?

I don’t really care

There ain’t no disguising the truth