Who do you call?
Is it a band in the show or
The minister in the stole
Religion is an easy high,
a drug with minimal cost
The more supposed sin
The more the feeling is lost.
Trying to find your place,
No longer living under grace
Not feeling you can get it
In the traditional place
Thirty pieces of silver
Won’t get you into heaven
Neither will a ten piece band
As you reach up waving your hands.
Ministers’ Standing at the pulpit
words about God that sting
You know you are a culprit
Now your head spins as they ring
The choices you made will follow you
That traveling preacher knows it too
Don’t try to tilt the scale
For the ratio of win or fail.
Religion is an easy high,
a drug with minimal cost
The more supposed sin
The more the feeling is lost.
Who do you call
When your loved one is ready to go?
Is it the band in the show or
The minister in the stole