This is a song about "Nuns of the church"

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Just coming out of church whistling a blues hymn,

Listen to the church praise jesus saves and water bathes

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Climb to the church steeple and resign myself to my sinner's fate/

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Listen to the church praise while i watch the water raise

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Reading all this shit, yeah thats something i urge

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

And we go to the church

Who get dragged by the masses cuz they can't search,