What do you think you got When you thought you had a lot But all your feelings are dead? And who do you think you are When you're reaching for the stars But all your feelings are dead?
Must you make a decision Between sex and religion Why can't you love god in your bed?
Well, jesus christ Is in your bed tonight To bring you back from the dead
How are you gonna fight For what you think is right If all your feelings are dead?
And what can you know of love, From the eyes of a child to the heavens above When all your feelings are dead?
It's a tragic condition Sex and religion Makin' a manic mess in your head
Jesus christ Is in your bed tonight To bring you back from the dead Jesus christ Or any son of the heatless light When all your feelings are dead
I raise my hand high up into the air Get down on my knees And then i start a-prayin' When love walks in My body begins I feel my promised land comin' But i gotta go to hell now And those creatures Evangelist preachers The ones that take money For the promise of hope Well, they are dangerous I'm not dangerous Brain washing us And we're not gonna take it
I just wanna know Oh lord how is it so How is it that you can take my sins away?
Oh lord tell me So i can see the light again I don't think anybody can take my sins away
But how can the truth be known If we got little black holes in our souls And all our feelings are dead?
Are we imprisoned by sex and religion Or is god the one that's trapped in our mess?
So remember folks When you kneel to pray Blow a little kiss to the hypocrites Good god knows when you turn the other cheek Which direction you're pointing it