The Rise of Hobo J… Read Full Bio ↴Frank Lopes is a hip-hop artist from Sacramento, CA.
The Rise of Hobo Johnson was self-released on May 11, 2016.
Hobo Johnson is a young man born in a 94 Toyota Corolla who entered the outside world this fall. Watch him find his way back to his Corolla.
Frank is a peach scone that writes music in his Subaru Crosstrek. He would be writing music in his Lambo but he's not quite there yet.
Jesus Christ
Hobo Johnson Lyrics
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I wonder if he'd save me
I've been on the wrong side of a bunch of arguments lately
Momma, I may never come home again
Momma said, "There's nothing wrong with being happy"
Happy trails, but Momma, I'm just feeling so alone
Momma said she's busy working, spending time with that other guy
But Momma, I just wanna come home
And Jesus Christ seems super nice
I wonder if he'd love me
How come I only wonder when I'm sad or really hungry?
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
But don't expect much from me, I
Would kneel down, but I'm afraid that I would just feel nothing
Praise God
And other things that don't make sense to puny minds
Like ours, designing roller coasters that almost always seem to fall apart
Ain't it fun, ain't it fun, ain't it fun
Knowing that
That one day, you know, I fly to the sky, to the sun?
And Jesus Christ, you're super nice
So I'll write a song about it
About no one ever knowing for always claiming they're about it
Press "ignore"
On both sides that always claim to know that they're so sure
Or just not be a giant fucking prick and enjoy the show
I'll enjoy the show
And, and, and, and
And father, I just don't know what to make, you know
Of all these tiny specks with so much shit to fucking say
And father, I just hope that we don't fall apart and break
It'd be great if we didn't relive 1938 to '45
Man, there's just nothing we could change
If I'm not a giant prick, does that just mean that I am saved?
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
I'm sure that you could love me
Even if I don't go to church every Sunday
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
How could you let me burn?
If I'm not murdering people, then smashing their fucking urn
But Jesus Christ, you're super nice
How could you let me burn?
But if I go to hell, I'll grit my teeth and get to work
The song "Jesus Christ" by Hobo Johnson is a heartfelt and introspective take on faith, belief, and personal struggles. The lyrics center around the singer's thoughts about Jesus Christ, and whether he could love and save him despite his flaws and mistakes. Throughout the song, Hobo Johnson grapples with feelings of loneliness, disillusionment, and confusion, as he tries to understand his place in the world and how his faith fits into that.
The song begins with the singer expressing his admiration for Jesus Christ, describing him as "super nice" and wondering if he could be saved by him. He then goes on to talk about his recent arguments and how he feels disconnected from his family, longing to come home but feeling lost and alone. He contemplates the meaning of happiness and how it relates to his life, pondering whether he will ever find it or if it's just a fleeting emotion.
The chorus of the song is where things really hit home, as the singer admits his fear of feeling nothing when he kneels down to pray, despite his admiration for Jesus Christ. He acknowledges the paradox of praising God and other things that don't make sense to "puny minds" such as ours, and how we can never truly know what happens after we die. However, he still holds on to hope that he can be saved, even if he doesn't go to church every Sunday.
Overall, "Jesus Christ" is a powerful and moving song that deals with complex themes like faith, loneliness, and acceptance. Hobo Johnson's introspective lyrics and emotional delivery make it a standout track that speaks to anyone who has struggled with their beliefs or felt lost in the world.
Line by Line Meaning
Jesus Christ seems super nice
I get the impression that Jesus is a really good guy
I wonder if he'd save me
I don't know if he has the power to help me out
I've been on the wrong side of a bunch of arguments lately
I've had some disagreements and people are against me
Momma, I may never come home again
I might not come back home anytime soon
Momma said, "There's nothing wrong with being happy"
My mom thinks it's okay to be happy
Happy trails, but Momma, I'm just feeling so alone
I'm still feeling sad, even though she's wishing me well
Momma said she's busy working, spending time with that other guy
My mom has a new boyfriend and is busy with work
But Momma, I just wanna come home
I want to go back home to my family
"But home is where your heart is, boy, at least you've got a phone"
My mom reminds me that home is where the heart is and I can still stay in touch
And Jesus Christ seems super nice
I still think Jesus is a really good guy
I wonder if he'd love me
I don't know if he would care about me
How come I only wonder when I'm sad or really hungry?
I only think about Jesus when I'm feeling down or in need
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
I still think highly of Jesus
But don't expect much from me, I
But I can't offer much in return
Would kneel down, but I'm afraid that I would just feel nothing
I'm hesitant to pray because I feel like nothing would come of it
Praise God
I'm giving thanks to God
And other things that don't make sense to puny minds
There are some things that are hard to understand
Like ours, designing roller coasters that almost always seem to fall apart
We create things that often fail, such as roller coasters
Ain't it fun, ain't it fun, ain't it fun
It's kind of crazy, isn't it?
Knowing that that one day, you know, I fly to the sky, to the sun?
It's strange to think that someday I'll die and go to heaven
And Jesus Christ, you're super nice
Still thinking highly of Jesus
So I'll write a song about it
I'll express my thoughts in a song
About no one ever knowing for always claiming they're about it
People are always claiming to know everything but really don't
Press "ignore" on both sides that always claim to know that they're so sure
Ignore people who are overly confident and think they know it all
Or just not be a giant fucking prick and enjoy the show
Just be nice and have a good time
And father, I just don't know what to make, you know
I'm unsure of what to think
Of all these tiny specks with so much shit to fucking say
There are all these people with opinions
And father, I just hope that we don't fall apart and break
I hope we can all get along
It'd be great if we didn't relive 1938 to '45
It would be great if we didn't repeat the horrors of World War II
Man, there's just nothing we could change
It seems like there's nothing we can really do
If I'm not a giant prick, does that just mean that I am saved?
If I'm just nice, does that mean I'm going to heaven?
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
Still singing Jesus's praises
I'm sure that you could love me
I'm sure Jesus would love me
Even if I don't go to church every Sunday
Even if I don't attend church regularly
How could you let me burn?
How could you let me suffer?
If I'm not murdering people, then smashing their fucking urn
If I'm not doing terrible things
But Jesus Christ, you're super nice
Still recognizing Jesus as a good person
But if I go to hell, I'll grit my teeth and get to work
Even if I end up in a bad place, I'll try to make the best of it
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Frank Jorge Lopes Jr.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@sendylopez5335
Jesus Christ seems super nice
I wonder if he'd save me
I've been on the wrong side of a bunch of arguments lately
Momma, I may never come home again
Momma said, "There's nothing wrong with being happy"
Happy trails, but Momma, Im just feeling so alone
Mommy said she's busy working, spending time with that other guy
But Momma, I just wanna come home
"But home is where your heart is, boy, at least you've got a phone"
[Verse 2]
And Jesus Christ seems super nice
I wonder if he'd love me
How come I only wonder when I'm sad or really hungry?
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
But don't expect much from me, I
Would kneel down, but I'm afraid that I would just feel nothing
Praise God
And other things that don't make sense to puny minds
Like ours, designing roller coasters that almost always seem to fall apart
Ain't it fun, ain't it fun, ain't it fun
Knowing that
That one day, you know, I fly to the sky, to the sun?
And Jesus Christ, you're super nice
So I'll write a song about it
Or that no one ever knowing for always claiming they're about it
Press "ignore"
On both sides that always claim to know that they're so sure
Or just not be a giant fucking prick and enjoy the show
I'll enjoy the show
[Verse 3]
And, and, and, and
And father, I just don't know what to make, you know
Of all these tiny specks with so much shit to fucking say
And father, I just hope that we don't fall apart and break
It'd be great if we didn't relive 1938 to '45
Man, there's just nothing we could change
If I'm not a giant prick, does that just mean that I am saved?
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
I'm sure that you could love me
Even if I don't go to church every Sunday
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
How could you let me burn?
If I'm not murdering people, then smashing their fucking urn
But Jesus Christ, you're super nice
How could you let me burn?
But if I go to hell, I'll grit my teeth and get to work
@Crushyyy1
Claudia Rodriguez from me personally, I think it’s a heavy mix of deeper meaning and Jesus.
Opening, he is praying. Praying about his encounters with his mother and their relationship. It’s heavy, gritty, and exposed. From arguments to possibly being kicked out of the home, he is trying to find peace.
From Peace, he is praying to Jesus cause he “seems super nice”. Trying to have a father or any parental person in his life to seek refuge or comfort from the world he is living in. Or even the situation.
From parental to spiritual, he is comparing Jesus Christ as now the God of wonder. He sees what the world is like and wonders why are these kinds of things being allowed in society. He is battling with his spirituality and beliefs while still respecting the man upstairs.
In conclusion, he is accepting whatever fate he will eventually end up at. Maybe Heaven? Maybe Hell?
We know what happens if he does go to Hell but he is trying to understand his place in life.
That’s from what I got. Anyone else can interpret and I would love to see other’s translations!!
@jaymejerms9744
Jesus Christ seems super nice
I wonder if he'd save me
I've been on the wrong side of a bunch of arguments lately
Momma, I may never come home again
Momma said, "There's nothing wrong with being happy"
Happy trails, but momma, I've been feeling so alone
Mommy said she's busy working, spending time with that other guy
But momma, I just wanna come home
"But home is where your heart is, boy, at least you've got a phone"
And Jesus Christ seems super nice
I wonder if he'd love me
How come I only wonder when I'm sad or really hungry?
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
But don't expect much from me, I
Would kneel down, but I'm afraid that I would just feel nothing
Praise God
And other things that don't make sense to puny minds
Like ours designing roller coasters
That almost always seem to fall apart
Ain't it fun, ain't it fun, ain't it fun
Knowing that
That one day, you know, I fly to the sky, to the sun
And Jesus Christ, you're super nice
So I'll write a song about it
About no one ever knowing, but always claiming they're about it
Press "ignore"
On both sides that always claim to know that they're so sure
Or just not be a giant fucking prick and enjoy the show
I'll enjoy the show
And, and, and, and
And father, I just don't know what to make, you know
Of all these tiny specks with so much shit to fucking say
And father, I just hope that we don't fall apart and break
It'd be great if we didn't relive 1938 to '45
Man, there's just nothing we could change
If I'm not a giant prick, does that just mean that I am saved
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
I'm sure that you could love me
Even if I don't go to church every Sunday
Jesus Christ, you're super nice
How could you let me burn?
If I'm not murdering people, then smashing their fucking urn
But Jesus Christ, you're super nice
How could you let me burn
But if I go to hell, I'll grit my teeth and get to work
@cecigarcia4378
I hope you can feel the love I'm sending you, Frank.
@Studiofaeltube
i appreciate your existence. <3
@cecigarcia4378
Thank you, that's beautiful.
@Studiofaeltube
your empathy is what's beautiful
@vestibe6879
Yeah so I love your comment
@thomaskissinger6507
This must be the nicest comment section of any YouTube video
@seagloss
tearing up because this song is song is so relatable. "praise god! and other things that dont make sense to puny minds like ours designing rollercoasters that always seem to fall apart." best fucking lyric. the vocal catharsis is so beautiful, frank.
@rancidfairy2
My friends and I have an ethics project to do about songs with religious references and we want to do this one but our teacher doesn't think it's an "actual song" just cuz it's spoken word uuuUUgGGghHH
@RN-yb5kn
Ridiculous. Of course it is a song. As a teacher myself, we have to be open to what is important and relevant to our students
@immortalvelociraptor7810
It’s got sounds and words, it’s definitely a song