Car Park

I don't know why he can't see it our way
It's written in a big book that's been read for years
Walking down the alley of the cold cobbled street
Ducking stares and glares of those who feel complete
When I walked through there no one offered me a seat
They told me non-believings for the weak

Clutching at my crucifix
Weighing me down
Weighing me down
It's weighing me down now
Clutching at my crucifix
You ask me how?
How can I banish my sins and live in the now?

Clutching at my crucifix
Weighing me down
Weighing me down
It's weighing me down now
Clutching at my crucifix
You ask me how?
How can I still sin and make it to the clouds?

I see all you people sitting in the church
Putting your hands together, praying to the God in the sky
And I try so hard to understand but all I can think is why?
Well I'm clutching at my crucifix
That shit ain't helping, it's just weighing me down
Staring at the people of God
Calling me out now

I see that cross hanging round your neck
All high and mighty, kept in check
Bet it was choked round your throat last night
Rough sex is fun but don't tell J C right?

You should take that frown turn that shit upside down
See that cross on your neck, flip it around
You should take that frown turn that shit upside down
Tear that cross from your wall, onto the ground