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My eyes are burning, I can't see
Smokey cloud in front of me
Just a nasty habit, you can't break
Still you want to have and eat your cake

I see you every weekend in the chapel
You wear your Sunday face, but
What do you believe?

Give me a reason to not criticize
Cause' you're telling me one thing
And you're living a lie
You're preaching you love him
And you know that he suffered
You got a bible in one hand and
A cigarette in the other

So you had a little much to drink
Did you ever stop and think?
Jesus didn't die to save your soul
So you could kneel beside a toliet bowl

I see you every weekend in the chapel
You wear your Sunday face, but
What do you believe?

Give me a reason to not criticize
Cause' you're telling me one thing
And you're living a lie
You're preaching you love him
And you know that he suffered
You got a bible in one hand and
A Long neck in the other

True love waits, you sign your name
To you sex and love it's just a game
So you count the knotches 1,2,3
But your conscience tells you nothing's free

I see you every weekend in the chapel
You wear your Sunday face, but
What do you believe?

Give me a reason to not criticize
Cause' you're telling me one thing
And you're living a lie
You're preaching you love him
And you know that he suffered
You got a bible in one hand and
A Condom in the other

You're popular, so popular
Does it make you happy?
You're popular, so popular
But does it make you happy, so happy?