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Lyrics:
Tired of being clean, sick of being proper
I wanna live among the beggars and dig out in the dirt
Step outside the walls we built to protect us
Don’t be afraid to get some mud on your face.
Come on, come on everybody.
Come on, come on and serve someone
Let's get dirty, let's get used
No matter where you come from
If you're beaten up or bruised
Let's get foolish, let's get free
Free to be the one thing
We were meant to be – let’s get dirty
You might get a bruise or some blisters on your fingers
You might start a question, and wonder what it's worth
You may slip and fall from the burdens that you carry
But you can't have this treasure, till you dig it from the dirt
Let's get dirty, let's get used
No matter where you come from
If you're beaten up or bruised
Let's get foolish, let's get free
Free to be the one thing
We were meant to be - Get dirty
Come on, come on everybody
Come on, come on, serve someone
Let's get dirty, let's get used
No matter where you come from
If you're beaten up or bruised
Let's get foolish, let's get free
Free to be the one thing
We were meant to be - Get dirty
Written by Mark Stuart, Will McGinniss, Bob Herdman, Tyler Burkum and Ben Cissell. © 2002 Up In The Mix Music (BMI)/Flicker USA Publishing (BMI) admin by EMI CMP
Behind the Song:
"The church sometimes seems to be getting more and more separated from the world, when it really should be here for the sick and the broken. This song is a call to get your hands dirty and make a difference in today’s society. It’s a call to get involved and meet people around you who might be out of your normal comfort zone, people who don’t believe exactly as you do, or who don’t look the way you look. It gives you an opportunity to tell them about the hope we have as Christians." - Mark Stuart (Audio Adrenaline)
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