A song about church people who are mean to each other and feel personally responsible for dispensing God's judgment. Good beat, lyrics feel rushed, but hey. It is one of my older songs.
If you're keen enough to spot the Chagall Guevara reference at the end of verse 2 (as you will if you've head Chagall Guavara at ALL) I will respect you above all others, build a giant paper mache statue in your honor, see to it that you get into the baseball hall of fame, and MARRY you (that last one is kinda gender specific, though. I'll figure something else out for you males.)
Your book of life
Verse 1
I won’t pretend to know the whole story
Apparently he wronged you, treated you poorly
Don’t want the details, ‘cause you won’t give ‘em straight.
just over dramatized recollections of hate.
Had to get him back, had to make the man squirm,
Will you ever acknowledge that his lesson’s been learned?
Turn us all against him, tell your stories about him,
Once we all hate his guts, we’ll be holy without him.
A little harsh? Good. Spare not the rod.
Justify by claiming that he’s not a child of God.
Begs for forgiveness, but he doesn’t deserve it,
If he wants mercy, then you’re gonna make him earn it.
I thing he’s got the point, you’ve made him hollow and silent.
Has it dawned on you that you might be acting childish?
Speaking of children, can’t help but notice how
You’ve got the kids refusing to look him in the eye now.
Hook
Oh, you’re so holy, let me tell you, you’re the best.
Oh, such a judge of character, I’m so impressed.
Oh, tell the Lord just who he should and shouldn’t save
Oh, ‘cause I’m sure to make that choice he needs your say.
Verse 2
Never got along with her, didn’t really try
Argued everything, but you were always right.
You were a Christian, and she was not
Kinda felt good to have what she didn’t got.
Didn’t really want her to change her opinion,
If she did, you’d lose your good guy position
Wouldn’t wanna have to get along, no way,
So you’d skirt around the soul that you’d rather not save.
Then one day, the unspeakable occurred.
Suddenly, she started getting into the word.
Had a change of heart, and that kinda made ya’ mad
She messed up the spiritual monopoly you had
Wouldn’t accept it, you claimed she wasn’t genuine
Made up your mind that Heaven wouldn’t let her in
Never changed your mind, I’m telling you you should
But you still play God, man, how’d you get so good?
Hook
Verse 3
I believe it was said by someone higher than you
That we need to speak with love, and we need to speak truth
It seems you didn’t emphasize either approach,
But instead you went your own way, and disregarded both.
I don’t know what I did to offend you so bad,
But I can tell you that you made the feeling mutual, man.
You’ve jumped to conclusions, put words in my mouth,
And I’m thinking you’d rather not work this all out.
Well sorry, not for bugging you, but for my disregard
For those harsh accusations you accused so hard.
I don’t need your approval, I won’t let it get me worried.
Every time we meet, I look around for your jury.
Speaking of meeting, when’s the last time we met?
Do you know me well enough to make conclusions like that?
Don’t matter…You’ll still accuse, diss, mock, and burn me
But your book of life isn’t the one that concerns me.