She reached her hand out with a pamphlet and I politely said «No, Mam»
I mean no disrespect and I apologize if this fucks up your program
You tell me I'm gonna burn for lying
But the heat can turn water to wine
Well if there's a hell below then we're all gonna be just fine.
So there I stood six feet in sin, a walking contradiction
But am I wrong for posing question
Or am I another lost soul searching?
Then she gave me a look so unchristian
And told she'd pray for my children
I said «If you're so holy
You'll probably out-live me
But if I bought a Jesus piece
Do you think he'd forgive me?»
Maybe I would be a fool to think
That somewhere in the sky's a place for me
What good would it be to pray for me
You won't save me, don't pray for me
Now I've never been religious
I'm just a big fan of logistics
And if it makes sense then I'm all for it
I even pray if the situation calls for it
Somebody asked me if I believe in miracles
I try to answer without sounding satirical
I'm 3 years past my expiration
And yet I'm still fresher than a newborn
So I guess that's my explanation
But it's safe to say I've never seen a unicorn
And I never chase rainbows
But I hear the devil wears designer clothes
So does God have a favourite brand?
And for that matter, is he even a man?
And will I go to hell for even saying that?
Only time will tell I'm just relaying facts.
Maybe I would be a fool to think
That somewhere in the sky's a place for me
What good would it be to pray for me
You won't save me, don't pray for me
Maybe I would be a fool to think
That somewhere in the sky's a place for me
What good would it be to pray for me
You won't save me, don't pray for me
Maybe I would be a fool to think
That somewhere in the sky's a place for me
What good would it be to pray for me
You won't save me, don't pray for me