There are no ghosts
watchin' through your walls
so put the cross down

And there are no angels
readin' your thoughts
keep your feet on this ground

You gettin' scared yet?
The man in the blue suit's got guns

Are we there yet?
The congregation's been sold off
They've been bought

What to do about tomorrow?
Please let it come, just let it come
Whatcha gonna do about today man?
It's right here, starin' you in the face

What a difference that would make
if we were finally...awake

You gettin' scared yet?
The man in the blue suit's guns

And are we there yet?
The congregation's been killed off

Are we gettin' scared yet?
We drop our bombs to lift them up
To lift them up

You've gotta be out of your head
Is it worth all the dead
Do you like it?

(Interlude)

Does the wife mind the touch
of your reddened hand
or the money on your breath

Does your balance turn her on
regardless of the sin?

Hide your eyes watchin' sunbeams
and you can't see this
creepin' at your door

Hide your eyes watchin' sunbeams
You can't see this
creepin' at the door

Hide your eyes watchin' sunbeams
the purebread beast
waits, lickin' his chops

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