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| Always said your prayers,
Like a good boy should, like a good boy should, Fingers pressed against the cold glass window watching stars so free, stars so free… |
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You would run but where,
Even if you could, even if you could, You could try but you’d never run fast enough to not be seen, not be seen… |
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Every Sunday morning
You would go to your church in your Sunday clothes, Daddy leads a choir of angels, if they’d only know But they’ll never know, never know… |
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The name of god is never taken in vain
But the hand of god is known to cause a multitude of pain, When he speaks through your daddy And he isn’t very pleased So shut your foul ungrateful mouth and get down on your knees… |
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And have you seen my wounded Jesus
Bloodied son of a preacher’s mean touch Nothing like the cold shoulder of a pious man to Show you what true faith in god’s love can’t do |
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Mama looks away
You know she got a dose of that religion yesterday Her sacrifices made Will someday set you free, set you free… |
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She will not betray
Her promises in front of god naively prayed, After years of living without questioning She still believes, she still believes, she still believes… |
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And have you seen my wounded Jesus
Bloodied son of a preacher’s mean touch Nothing like the cold shoulder of a pious man to Show you what true faith in god’s love can’t do |
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And I can blame his painful indecision
On the cruel unyielding arm of his religion Don’t know whether to stay a part of worldly things Or close his eyes and take a breath and spread his wings And fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away, flay away…. |
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Always said your prayers,
Like a good boy should, like a good boy should, Fingers pressed against the cold glass window watching stars so free… |
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