False Prophecy

In a small town church down in Tennessee
A crooked man preaches misery
Old testamentary and hard as can be
He makes his servants fall down to their knees

But it's okay
Cos' good will come those who prevail
And he's as devout and pious as the bale
That he brings upon his men
Oh don't you see?
False prophecy

In a small town church down in Tennessee
A crooked man touches kids with glee
He shows them things they don't want to see
Thinks of them as his property

But it's okay
Cos' the kids will never live to tell the tale
Of that traumatizing, agonizing hell
That he brought upon them all
Oh don't you see?
False prophecy

In a small town church down in Tennessee
A crooked man brought misery
'Til one of the bodies was found in the sea
And he got arrested finally

But it's okay
Cos' God will send a miracle to his jail
Yeah, he'll get him out of there, free to bail
And he'll find another town
In which to preach
False prophecy

In a small town jail down in Tennessee
A crooked man was brought to justice, you see
I guess his body couldn't handle the heat
That emitted from the electric seat

But it's okay
Cos' he only did it all in God's name
And when he stands before the gates, they will say the same
And he'll get some recognition and empathy
False prophecy