[Verse 1] Hey look at me I got a funny goatee I got spikes in my hair Problem child in a perfect world but I don't even care Hey look at you you got a funny lookin' shoes you got holes everywhere Problem child in a perfect world but you don't even care [Chorus] To a perfect God I'm a perfect child bathed in the blood of Christ God don't need no funny sunglasses 'cause I'm blameless in His sight To a perfect God I'm a perfect child part of a family tree There's gonna be a mansion in heaven built for you and me [Verse 2] Hey look around at the people of your town and the reason that they're there Problem children in a perfect world yet they're not even aware The status quo of a sinful soul and the trip to you know where Problem child to problem child we've got to take the time to care [Chorus] To a perfect God I'm a perfect child bathed in the blood of Christ God don't need no funny sunglasses 'cause I'm blameless in His sight To a perfect God I'm a perfect child part of a family tree There's gonna be a mansion in heaven built for you and me [Bridge rapped] Ain't no way today you say God can use me to show the way Too fat too thin too tall too short, pimples everywhere Come on people take a look at Isaiah he walked the valley bare For three years straight I tell the truth he brought the message in his birthday suit So you say problem child I say He knows best 'Cause if God can use Isaiah bare naked He can certainly use you dressed (huh!) [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] To a perfect God I'm a perfect child bathed in the blood of Christ God don't need no funny sunglasses 'cause I'm blameless in His sight To a perfect God I'm a perfect child part of a family tree There's gonna be a mansion in heaven built for you and me
