| I’ve stood in Roman cathedrals
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| Prayed in Southern Baptist chapels
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| I’ve never heard a voice so I ain’t paying a penny more
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| Tell me where to find the Lord
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| They raised me on doughnuts and coffee
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| Under fluorescent lights we watched outdated movies
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| It smelled like a hospital but no one was being cured
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| Tell me where to find the Lord
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| Tell me where to find
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| Tell me where to find the Lord
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| How the hell am I supposed to knock on Heaven if I can’t even see the door
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| Tell me where to find the Lord
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| So I traded in my pew for a bar stool
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| Trying to find redemption in the mind of the youth
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| We’d sit tall with our cigarettes and disheveled uniforms
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| Oh I never, no I never saw the Lord
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| My biggest fear in the world
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| Is introducing myself in the grave
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| After all my years living free
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| I don’t have much to say
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| Oh the longer I live the more I know I’m gonna die
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| And the more questions I have the less I want to try
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| Time was winning so many times I stopped keeping score
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| Tell me where to find the Lord |