When you go to church and you kneel to pray
Does your head feel like a cloud?
Do the hymns sound just too menacing
When someone sings too loud?
Now these holy notes that the father spoke
And is this all that he had?
Cause I don't know who wrote these things
But most of them are bad
So don't count down on me
Even though I hope you know I care
I'm not a good believer
This world so brown and green
And the holy yoke feels like a joke
I'm not a good believer
When the current race seems an open space
For a big sunday surprise
They say the democratic candidates
The devil in disguise
And it's toys for tots and it's right to life
But it just can't get around
How can you say love your fellow man
But sometimes strike him down?
So don't count down on me
Even though I hope you know I care
I'm not a good believer
This world so down and mean
And the holy yoke feels like a joke
I'm not a good believer
I'm bad...