Lyrics:
bleeding
Resurrection was so long ago
Chorus
All the churches have fallen
They've pulled them on their heads
There are no Jesus left
And all religions
What are you trying to say, I'm crazy'
When I went to your schools, I went to your churches
I went to your institutional learning facilities'
So how
85 percent of the population nappin
Prayin in churches, catchin the Holy Ghost clappin
Across the border travelin', I found the Nile across the water
on the rise
Commercial airplanes, falling out the sky like flies
Make me wonder what secrets went down with Bob Brown (?)
Who burnt churches to the ground with
building churches, burning books,
killing the babies to feed the cooks.
Who said the world would turn out fair?
So I guess I'll dig myself a hole,
ask
The moon's made of cheese
And God is a boy scout
When I go to sleep
I'll be dreaming about
All the things...
Then I'll dream about
Churches with
Great
The sun shines high above
The sounds of laughter
The birds swoop down upon
The crosses of old grey churches
We say that we're in love
While
and dissolve the chains
Jerusalem.
Here is her secret place
From hence she comes forth on the churches in delight
Here is her cup, filled with its
on with your life
In towering churches and holy temples
They all conspired to tell me how to live my life
But no religion or new theism
Could ever
some jack here must know
I just can't stop bleeding
Resurrection was so long ago
Chorus All the churches have fallen
They've pulled them
passion.
Hear it on the radio, passion,
Read it in the paper, passion,
Hear it in the churches, passion,
See it in the school yards, Passion.
Once
close your churches too"
We done told you, our God's done warned you
Jesus coming soon
We done told you, our God's done warned you
Jesus coming soon
monsters
once upon a time their grotesque forms crawled up the columns
crept along flawless grounds
and hung from the balconies of churches
which
white center
Here in white center
Can I take out the flowers?
Sunday packed the churches
Morning comes too slowly
For us who feel like victims
Here in
unworthy of
Yeah, I look holy
But it's all sleight of hand
Cos I doubt and I worry
And he laughs at my plans
But my halo's so charming
And my churches look
observin' us
Watching us close, marketin' toast, easy to purchase
Purposely overtaxin' the earnings
Nervous, burnin' down the churches
They're scared
shame
Not one of the fathers
Of the churches came
For a motherless child in the wild, wild city
It ain't no place for a girl
So young and pretty
Horses and chariots
Churches and states
Devotion turns dangerous
When armed with rules of faith
Prisoners and patriots
Angels and saints
If
something weird with his hand
He's got a multitude of outrageous plans
And he's still trying to cough up
That which he choked on in the churches
Look
through
I went to churches and schools to decide
For me, I went to prophets to plea for
My life, went to my parents who gave
This dark life to me, I
the parking lots of churches.
The city just felt worn out, no strength to pick our hearts off the ground.
We watched the '92 Birds take the field without
which one, which one do I choose?
All the churches filled with losers, psycho or confused
I just want to hold the divine in mine
And forget, all
Just pulled out of a train station we're moving sideways
I'm sitting here with three other people in the carriage
Passing churches, passing
the omen in the moment of most
Runnin in churches with my gun, I'm nervous
Disrupt the service, ask the pastor, "Where do I worship?"
My life is
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