Album: Honey I´m Homely (1997)
Jot down the words you want to say
Make sure they do not conflict with mine in any way
Make them sound good
Remember the laws that apply
I gave you a buck it is my right to decide
Pretend your life´s squeaky clean
Pure as the virgin you think your daughter is
She laughs in your face
As you bring your speech to a close
But she has doing it under your nose
I do not care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I am wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to you own life
You used to wear your pretty clothes
Now that the scruff is in, you are left with what you used to know
But here comes your rules
The fashion police are in
And suddenly your politics are changing again
Idolize & criticize
Push them in the right direction to paradise
Praise them with guilt
Distinguish the weak from the strong
But knowing that we end up the same in the long run
I do not care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I am wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to you own life
The position you´ve may be lost
I do not care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I am wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to you own life
I do not care who you want to pray to
If it makes you happy then go ahead
But you claim I am wrong, what gives you the right
Just stick to you own life
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