I stick my neck out like giraffe
When I dare at Satan to laugh
But though he seems grim
The joke is on him
I see through this world’s holograph
My ID is Christ’s autograph
HIS love my true epitaph
I stick my neck out like giraffe
When I dare at Satan to laugh
But though he seems grim
The joke is on him
I see through this world’s holograph
My ID is Christ’s autograph
HIS love my true epitaph