| Never mind what the good books say
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| It don’t matter anyway
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| The kingdom never comes to a madman on the run
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| Never mind what the good books say
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| Apostles all betrayed
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| Giving up their lives for a piece of holy sky
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| Bow down and pray let come what may
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| In a world without end remember my friend
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| There’s a voice inside your head
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| The verses you’ve been fed
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| Communion of the mind
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| Is such a waste of precious time
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| Bow down and pray let come what may
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| In a world without end remember my friend
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| Heard a preacher say
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| Another world awaits
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| For those who kindly pay him
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| A poor man gave and gave
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| He threw his soul away
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| But nothing did ever change
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| My heart bleeds for the madness
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| My heart grieves for the pain
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| My heart bleeds for the masses
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| And congregations swayed
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| Never mind what the good books say
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| It don’t matter anyway
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| A thousand years have passed
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| Since the mold was cast
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| I guess some things will never change
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| My heart bleeds for the madness
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| My heart grieves for the pain
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| My heart bleeds for the masses
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| And congregations swayed
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| Never mind what the good books say
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| It don’t matter anyway |