And maybe Easter as well
But the rest of year I don't go
Do you think I'm going to hell
And I go when there's a funeral
Or if there are some wedding bells
But on any given Sunday, ain't no way,
I'd rather spend it in hell.
But who's to say
Who's to say
My soul, my soul, my soul
Ain't your business anyway.
Who's to say
My soul, my soul, my soul
Ain't your business anyway.
The Bible's got many meanings
I'll figure them out for myself
Don't need no theologian's
High minded words leading me to hell
Don't need no grinning preacher
Preaching about gospel wealth
No prophet drove no Mercedes
The road to riches leads to hell
Some got to confess their sins
To a man hidden behind a veil
God only needs to know what I did
Only he can put me in hell
I may be saved or raptured up
Only time will tell
But Jesus and me are such good friends
I don't think he'll send me to hell
12.20.09
STE-151
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