1.) Sheba, son of somebody, blew a trumpet, rang a bell, / Sayin' "Who is King David? To your tents, Israel!" / They had a revolution, 'til Joab tracked him to his fall, / and a wise woman threw his foolish head right over the wall.
2.) And how about Haman, with his genocide thing? / Mordecai was supposed to hang for trickin' the king. / But there was Queen Esther, right place, right time. / Haman wound up swinging at the end of his very own line.
CHORUS.) What you whisper in your closet, somebody from the housetops will shout. / You can run and you can hide, but your sin is gonna find you out!
3.) His eyes behold our ways, they're not hid from is face. / He's got us scoped out even in our solitairy place. / And when concealed's revealed, oh we should never be shocked. / Don't despise his grace, cos he's just not gonna be mocked.
4.) Plottin' out some pleasure, who are you tryin' to deceive? / You're hiding in the bushes just like Adam and Eve. / Your wicked heart's a lunatic, and it's makin' you dumb. / Confess, forsake, hey, mercy will certainly come.
CHORUS.) As above.
(Instruemtnal interlude, guitar solo.)
5.) David and Bathsheba, Amnon and Tamar. / Samson and Delilah, they all went to far. / Some may have been God's servants, but they all paid and learned: / Take fire in your bosom, you're gonna get burned.
CHORUS.) As above.
FINISH.) Track you down, run you down, gun you down, / Leave you somewhere between clueless and shoeless, / It's all just comin' apart, spillin' out, / Too bad: Found you out!