Me and my brother went to Russia We sang our songs and played our drums and guitars Am I supposed to be impressed with "glasnost" Well, what about the Christians still behind bars?
You ripped me off, but I ain't gonna sue you, Our Father doesn't like it when we act that way, Here, take my cloak, but what good will it do you? You'd probably feel much better if we'd stop and pray.
My songs are spiritual fornication, that's what this television preacher said. I guess he knows a lot about fornication, I heard he wrote some sermons in a prostitutes bed.
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