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Lyric Body	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� 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� 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� 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� 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 Mama looks away You know she got a dose of that religion yesterday Her sacrifices made Will someday set you free, set you free� 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� 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 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�. 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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