We On A Roll

Where did all that fire and brimstone go What about those jokers Worried about my soul Are they hiding out out on Kensington street Or out in the Poconos Can they still figure out Those political dominoes Where's those young kids Going door to door I can't roll my eyes At the idiots who care anymore Now it's all about them Not me no more Where did the stupid caring little idiots go Nobody cares about my soul anymore They just let it go anymore Let me do whatever I want to do Until my skin's split and my bones show Until the storms at my window Blowing down my door Nobody cares about our soul anymore It's all about how we can't be different from them At our core It's all about making everyone believe The same thing The same way And the laws are gonna make it so The law and the social nazio's Liberalazio's So you think maybe the Catholics or Baptists Might be there for you Find them gun toting spiritualists have a go for you Find they don't care any more for your soul Than a roadrunner cares for a falling coyote Yosemite Sam under a slow rolling road roller Hey there soul there's nowhere to go They don't care so I don't care either no It's a fire and brimstone world and I forego Any chance of cooling this ego I'm on a roll We on a roll