Bats

bats, bats, bats
 you think they'll hit you - but they won't
 you think they nest in your hair - but they don't
 bats, bats, bats
 you think that feathers is what they got
 you think they are a bird - but they are not
 the old adage "blind as a bat" - the truth is they can see
 but not as good as you and me
 bats, bats, bats
 i used to think that God was always serious
 and i could walk the fence - i must have been delirious
 i wonder if He laughs
 i guess that i'm just curious
 bats, bats
 (Mexican free tail bats)
 the God Jehovah is not feathers, wood, or stone
 the Word became flesh - and ascended to the throne
 He walked the earth like you and me
 and dwelling in our hearts is where He wants to be
 and dwelling in our hearts is where He wants to be
 bats, bats