Its a series of bars, thrift stores and churches lining the streets While women with gold crosses push kids into half-formed beliefs And if Lord was righteous, I think Id rather not be We lean on fences built from out-dated morality Its a gang mentality Its a dangerous thing They dont ask you to think, just to repeat after me And assume youre too careless to look at it critically Youll stop progress if it contradicts what youre told to believe I refuse to spend life on my knees These billboards that flaunt these scare tactics Make me think youre only good if youre afraid of being punished Every single Sunday, church bells wake me up But its never enough to pull me out of bed The church on Main Street has got its doors painted red And I guess its so the Angel of Death passes over it On its way to get gas The church over on Broad Street has got a neon sign that says Jesus Save Me And I guess its so God can see from where he is in the cheap seats I refuse to spend life on my knees And I wont let somebody else make my decisions for me If were all just Christians or Lions Then I think Id rather be on the side with sharper teeth I dont need saving
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 00:19:00 +0000
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