Uh! It's the Christ.. He's alive..   Roll out!      I don't pack a matic,   But I pack a Matthew, Mark, Luke an' John   'Cause the war is on. (repeat)      I don't pack a matic,   But I pack a pack a pack   Man shall not live by bread fa long.      Called from the darkness, called to the heartless   Called by the angel, sent me ta spark dis   Struck by da lightning, trus it was frightening   Ever since that day fa Christ I bin writin'   Rhymin' an' ridin' all over the country   Manchester, Liverpool den Germany call me   Hamburg, Stuttgart shout out to Pastor Marc   Holdin' it down for da King an' da crown, I bin   Walkin' a long road, callin' the lost souls   Spoke to the nation at the death of Reese Jones   Told them da answers found in the pages   Of the Holy Scriptures an' The Rock of Ages   Christ came ta change us, born in a manger   Born of a Virgin, wise men were searchin'   They came to worship da King who was emergin'   Lived, died, rose again, an' He's returnin'!      I don't pack a matic,   But I pack a Matthew, Mark, Luke an' John   'Cause the war is on. (repeat)      I don't pack a matic,   But I pack a pack a pack   Man shall not live by bread fa long.      Roll out Christian City is the comity   Led by the Holy Spirit is the livity   Cyaan hold back the Christ who's livin' in me   So I preach out late nights in Piccadilly   Eat sleep drink and breath Christ, ya si mi?   When I feel weak He speaks life within me   When I need clothes, I'm clothed like the lily   Lamb skin coat when cold nights are chilly   So break da bread wit me   Let's drink the blood an' eat The Lamb until the last stand   Until the day we see The Eagle an' The Star Man   An see the Saviour of the people wid the scarred hands   Stronger dan a Spartan   He da New Wine, I'm jus a glass an'   He da True Vine an' I'm like a Tarzan   I'm holdin' on me an' The Father in the jungle of life   Like Abraham He put His Son under the knife, woe!      I don't pack a matic,   But I pack a Matthew, Mark, Luke an' John   'Cause the war is on. (repeat)      I don't pack a matic,   But I pack a pack a pack   Man shall not live by bread fa long.      Yes it's time, oh yes it's time   The King is gonna catch His people up in da sky   Yes it's time, oh yes it's time   Now di sons of God fi manifes an' shine (repeat 4x)      [Chorus out]   It's not a game!   Amen!      It ain't a game!   He's alive!