Song Description

Hypocrisy and the need for personal growth.

Lyrics

Cash in on tradition, a condition
That?s left you searching
Jesus, won?t believe us, can?t conceive us
From the crown he?s bleeding
Sunday is the one day, your redemption
For your six day frenzy
Leaders, bottom feeders, hold the future
In their forked tongue promise of truth

I feel I?m turning on turning on mmm?
I found I?m turning on turning on
I feel I?m turning on turning on mmm?
I found I?m turning on turning on

Capitalize and follow the guise
Little puppet gonna bring me freedom
Offering peace, dollar figure release
Leave me wondering where I come from
Finished the book and I took a new look
Still I see that I got no answers
Politics with a crucifix
Finally realize just who?s fooling who

One a binge about a year or so
Doing things I never did before
Little baby what did you expect
Did you think you would earn respect
I can see that you hurt alone
In a pinch every bird has flown
I can smell something terrible
They think they?re infallible
Bush babies they can terrorize
Maybe soon we?ll realize
You can deal in a world of lies
But in the end are you satisfied?

Can?t eat, I can?t sleep, I can?t breathe.