| Grandma says I’m going to hell
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| Cause I met a boy and we make rock music
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| And the trouble is I know she means well
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| If I’m-a misbehaving, it’s the devil’s doing
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| She says:
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| «Life is a test, and only the best
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| Will be spared»
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| And that’s why, I’m still a believer
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| I’m still a believer
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| I’m still a believer
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| So if you ever meet my grandma
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| Don’t believe her
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| Grandma’s got a load to carry
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| Cause her own granddaughter is a no-good heathen
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| I should have been a missionary
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| Then I’d have the right to tell the folks what to believe in
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| I’d say
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| «Life is a test, and only the best
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| Will be spared»
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| And that’s why, I’m still a believer
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| I’m still a believer
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| I’m still a believer
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| So if you ever meet my grandma
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| Don’t believe her
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| Life is a test, and only the best
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| Will be spared
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| And that’s why, I’m still a believer
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| I’m still a believer
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| I’m still a believer
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| Cause I’m still a believer
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| I’m still a believer
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| I’m still a believer
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| I don’t know what I believe in
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| But I’m hoping that Jesus
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| Won’t send us all to hell
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| When He finally sees us
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| And that if He meets my grandma
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| He’ll get a second opinion |