Lyrics:
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
the devil whisper
"Things are only getting worse"
You left my heart as empty
As a Monday morning church
You left your Bible on the dresser
So I put it
on my bible
Hand on my gun, hand on my bible
Praying to my gun it be my bible
Church, hand on my gun hand on my bible
Fingers on the trigger like
the devil whisper
"Things are only getting worse"
You left my heart as empty
As a Monday morning church
You left your Bible on the dresser
So I put it
Church say amen (Amen!)
Could everyone please open up your bibles and turn to the chapter of love?
I just want to say
We thank you Lord
I just
Precious cornerstone, sure foundation
You are faithful to the end
We are waiting, on You, Jesus
We believe You're all to us
Precious cornerstone
light of morning there's nothing that remains
But the ashes of a bible and can of kerosene.
And a church is burning
The flames rise higher
Like
Church Street soul revival.
Gonna have a good time,
Drink a little moonshine.
Brother Taylor brought his Bible, yeah,
Come on, gonna have a Church
nothing that remains
But the ashes of a Bible
And a can of kerosene
And a church is burning
The flames rise higher
Like hands that are praying, aglow in
Goddess of life and music
Shine on me awhile
Sappho was a poet
Billie was a real musician
Frida drew the moon
The candle at Louise’s Church
Lite it
Though the idea of confession, it is said to be
The union of and his bride, the Christian
It's all very puzzling
Sex and the church, sex
The secret marriage never can be broken
No earthly church has ever blessed our union
No state has ever granted us permission
No family bond has
No earthly church has ever blessed our union
No state has ever granted us permission
No family bond has ever made us two
No company has ever
A long, long time ago
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile
And I knew that if I had my chance
I could make those people
my church
Traded my artist and I pawned off the easel
Spend it all searching for God, neon cathedral
Neon cathedral
Underneath this fragile frame
back now that little mountain church house
Has become my life's cornerstone
It was there in that little mountain church house
I first heard the words
A long, long time ago
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile
And I knew that if I had my chance
I could make those people
Dirt, Mud, and Dust
Bibles and Beer
Outlaws, Barb Wire, Saddles, and Steers
Its a simple life, Oh its sacred ground.
Hard times, High winds can't
No earthly church has ever blessed our union
No state has ever granted us permission
No family bond has ever made us two
No company has ever earned
truth
It's gonna make me sound so superior to us all
I'm looking forward to it
I woke up this morning and God said, "Check the Bible"
I don't know if
sound?
Means another poor boy is underground
Did you ever hear them church bells tone?
Have you ever hear that church bells tone?
Did you ever hear
You're my cornerstone
Oh, oh, oh, no matter where I go, my cornerstone
Bible by my bedside, sweatin' through a long night
Wrestling the hounds
ground
Because this is our church and a church is wherever you build it
You don't need a stage
Not a preacher, a pulpit, just people to dance to the music
Fucking Christians
You'll get what you deserve
You fucking church
Now burn with hellfire
Abused tombs
The holy bible now turns to ashes
Church
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