I don't care about your politics
Your choice is your choice
I don't care about your religion
Or if you like girls or boys
Red, pink or yellow
Purple or black
Kiss or **** me, bore or thrill me
Put a knife into my back
I care about the things that make you smile
Never out fashion, always in style
Songs and singers and players
Beethoven, Bach  & Slayer
Worlds of words for your escape
Poetry and basement tapes
I live for the smile that I bring
To your face whenever I sing
That Beatles song, the one I made
Into a lullaby when you were a babe
Yes, life's a long and winding road
You carry that weight, it's a heavy load
But in the end indeed I have found
You can count a lot of blessings when you finally turn around
And that's the smile I'm talking about
No room for disagreement or doubt
No room for religion in paradise
No need to choose sides or ask for advice

*PostScript
God listens to the praises and prayers of His people
But He REALLY loves the sound of laughter