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(5, 6, 7, 8) Preacher preaching rubbish Rambling, condemning sodomy Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy Scream about the gays And how you wish you could exterminate 'em Jesus would've hated the way you've portrayed him Love thy neighbor, right? Or is it only if they're Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white? I'm starting to think this lord of yours is overrated If he made you in his image Must've been real inebriated You can't live in peace Gotta shove it down our throats God forbid your kid is queer You have a damn stroke "I can fix him" For your daddy up above 'Cuz thеre's just no hate like christian lovе And when it comes to women's bodies You're crying and bitching Wrecking God's green Earth With all the cherry picking "Don't hate the sinner, hate the sin" As if that's any better By the way, nice denim jeans And polyester sweater Preacher preaching rubbish Rambling, condemning sodomy Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy Scream about the gays And how you wish you could exterminate 'em Jesus would've hated the way you've portrayed him Love thy neighbor, right? Or is it only if they're Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white? I'm starting to think this lord of yours is overrated If he made you in his image Must've been real inebriated "He's coming back" You say while trembling in fear Same bullshit for 2000 years "Jesus loves you!" That's manipulation Going door to door Neighborhood indoctrination I don't care what your little book says What part of that isn't getting through your head? You go on to eternity in heaven I'll be getting head in circle seven Preacher preaching rubbish Rambling, condemning sodomy Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy Scream about the gays And how you wish you could exterminate 'em Jesus would've hated the way you've portrayed him Love thy neighbor, right? Or is it only if they're Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white? I'm starting to think this lord of yours is overrated If he made you in his image Must've been real inebriated (If he made you in his image Must've been real inebriated.) Oh, divine and holy gentleman Who'd never be dishonest You're allowed to touch young boys? But women must stay modest? How long do you think You can keep up this facade? Soon everyone around you, boy Will know that you're a fraud Hypocritical, delusional And for that, I applaud You're closer to a jail cell than you'll ever be to God Preacher preaching rubbish Rambling, condemning sodomy Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy Scream about the gays And how you wish you could exterminate 'em Jesus would've hated the way you've portrayed him Love thy neighbor, right? Or is it only if they're Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white? I'm starting to think this lord of yours is overrated If he made you in his image Must've been real inebriated (Oh, rubbish baby) Preacher preaching rubbish Rambling, condemning sodomy (La, la, la, la, lobotomy) Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy Scream about the gays And how you wish you could exterminate 'em Jesus would've hated the way you've portrayed him Love thy neighbor, right? (Or is that only, or is that only) Or is it only if they're Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white? I'm starting to think this lord of yours is overrated If he made you in his image Must've been real inebriated (If he made you in his image Must've been real inebriated.
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