She was getting sick an' tired   Of being sick an' tired   She'd drink three cups of coffee   An' get really wired      She'd twitch an' move an' shake her head   She'd lie on the floor, pretend she was dead   She was normal but at the same time      Strange, strangely normal   Strange, strangely normal   There ain't nobody else she was born to be      She'd drown herself in a   Pool of liquid make-up   She wished she had a boyfriend   So she could break up      She'd take herself out to those ugly places   Make her feel sick, all those beautiful faces   She was normal but at the same time      Strange, strangely normal   Strange, strangely normal   There ain't nobody else she was born to be      Make for yourself no apologies   Keep your eyes on Jesus an' let Him be   The Author of our lives an' looking back one day   We'll say, ?By following Jesus   We've become who we're supposed to be?      And that's all we want   You are the hands, we are the clay   Mold us an' make us, strange      You are the hands, we are the clay   Makes us an' mold us, something special   Strangely normal, make us      You are the hands, we are the clay   Makes us an' mold us, something special   Strangely normal, make us   There ain't nobody else we were born to be      You are the hands, we are the clay   Makes us an' mold us, something special   Strangely normal, make us      You are the hands, we are the clay   Makes us an' mold us, something special   Strangely normal, make us   There ain't nobody else we were born to be      You are the hands, we are the clay   Makes us an' mold us, something special   Strangely normal, make us      You are the hands, we are the clay   Makes us an' mold us, something special   Strangely normal, make us   There ain't nobody else we were born to be