I hate all your show and pretense The hypocrisy of your praise The hypocrisy of your festivals I hate all your show Away with your noisy worship Away with your noisy hymns I stomp on my ears when you're singing 'em I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice An endless procession of righteous living, living Instead let there be a flood of justice Instead of a show
Your eyes are closed when you're praying You sing right along with the band You shine up your shoes for services There's blood on your hands You turned your back on the homeless And the ones that don't fit in your plan Quit playing religion games There's blood on your hands
Instead let there be a flood of justice An endless procession of righteous living, living Instead let there be a flood of justice Instead of a show I hate all your show
Let's argue this out If your sins are blood red Let's argue this out You'll be one of the clouds Let's argue this out Quit fooling around Give love to the ones who can't love at all Give hope to the ones who got no hope at all Stand up for the ones who can't stand at all, all I hate all your show I hate all your show I hate all your show I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice An endless procession of righteous living, living Instead let there be a flood of justice Instead of a show I hate all your showTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
