You took a trip and climbed a tree
  At Robert Sledge's party
  And there you stayed 'till morning came
  And you were not the same after that
    You gave your life to Jesus Christ
  And after all your friends went home
  You came down, you looked around
  And you were not the same after that
    (Ahhh ahhh)
  You were not the same after that
  (Ahhh ahhh)
  You were not the same after that
    You see 'em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
  They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
  You've got one good trick and you're hanging on you're hanging on...
  To it
    You took the word and made it heard
  And eased the people's pain and for that
  You were idolised, immortalised
  And you were not the same after that
    Walking tall, you'd bought it all
  And you were not the same after that
  Till someone died on the waterslide
  And you were not the same after that
    You see 'em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
  They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
  You've got one good trick and you're hanging on you're hanging on to it
    (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
  (YOU WERE NOT THE SAME!)
    You see 'em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
  They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
  You've got one good trick and you're hanging on you're hanging on:
    You're hanging on:
  You're hanging on: