No, i don't trust them, and i think that you're one of them Yeah, god's got plenty, but he can't get enough of them They're taking taxes in the temple of jerusalem And charging virgins for their stables in bethlehem
I know you think you're right But you might not be right I know you think i'm wrong But i might not be wrong
I shouldn't be laughing but i think it's hilarious Somebody died but they're refusing to bury him He took his sword and pulled a judas iscariot And now they're waiting on some burning chariot
But you might not be right
A herd of pigs is lying dead in the water I swear: all i wanted were the demons cast from my daughter But now the congregation's angry at the useless slaughter As if i should have taken her out back, like a dog, and just shot her