“Will it be different now or the same? Have I changed at all?
And if you were to dive deep inside my soul
Would you find Jesus there or a gaping hole?
Should I be content with my beautiful “Christian” life?

But that won’t be enough for me
Not this year, not anytime soon
I have got to clean house
Gotta make my bed, gotta clear my head
It’s getting kinda stuffy in here
Smells sort of funky too
Like monkeys at the zoo

I have been whoring after things
Cause I wanna feel safe inside — that’s a big fat lie
No amount of green, gold or silver
Will ever take the place of the peace of God

Spirit come flush the lies out
Spirit come flush the lies out”

(from the song “Monkeys At The Zoo” by Charlie Peacock)