| Hear the crack of a bullet down on seventh avenue tonight
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| Man lies bleeding on the floor
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| Hear the cry of the cop car as the streets are filled with blue and white
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| They all rush into the clinic door
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| And I’m never gonna know how you ever get to sleep at night
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| And justify the things you do
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| With your hand on the Bible, you say you killed a killing man
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| Well mister what does that make you?
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| And it’s all in the name of God
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| And it’s all in the name of God
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| See the crosses burning, lighting up the southern sky
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| Feel the hatred in the air
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| Slip into your white robe, to cover up your blackened heart
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| You don’t become that cross you wear
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| And it’s all in the name of God
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| And it’s all in the name of God
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| Hear the newsmen talking, but they don’t help me understand
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| No I can’t claim to comprehend
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| See the buildings tumbling, so I drop a knee and say a prayer
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| For the city that’ll never ever sleep again
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| And it’s all in the name of God
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| And it’s all in the name of God
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| And we all got our ways to justify the things we hate
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| We all got our ways of throwing the first stone
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| But if you wanna hate, then please leave God alone |