Some of us think of God and know he's almighty and praise,
Where others just think of their job and a pay raise.
Some of us know right from wrong,
But others just sing swearin' songs!
None of us are perfect,
None of us are true,
But believe in God and he'll be there when we're blue!
I may be one of those people, who may be swearin'
Or maybe one of those who are on the rim,
Maybe not sure if he's true or not.
He's like a fairy tale, perfect beyond compare,
But people like him, he's truely rare!
When you were younger you were told that God is the only one,
Yet you go worshiping celebrities,
And you wannin' go kissing with your Dad's co-worker's son!
But once in awhile you gotta think of him,
And know he forgave our sins,
Or maybe you'd just like to go down to h*ll,
That's horrible and gruel like a prisoner's cell.
Not to Us: A Christian Guild of Faith and Belief
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