he asked me what i was looking at...i said OH MY GOD

look at the evangelicals
strong, with a locked door at their backs
their shiny white steeples
there is room, but no air for the blacks

look at the pentecostal
slay themselves in his name with pride
that makes it so easy for them
to run over the others while safe in their ride

i saw a full giant jesus bus
going 90 down interstate 66
i thought they are headed to hell
maybe that cliff is the kid's soul fix

maybe hindu is the closest
but something just aint the same
even though they ride the wild tigers
they live and not **** in his name

somewhere in the mountains of china
there's a dragon named puff
he doesn't want to **** everything
knowing he is there should be enough

england has an irrigation system
used only to carry human waste
something is to be said about disease
and making decisions and haste

christians are god's strongest people
not like a white horse but a dark rock
we know all about those other shades
sitting atop god's holy stock

somewhere in america's heartland
there's a feeling stronger than hate
there's a beast ready to kickstart man
and ride him down to hellish fate