Agnostic Bloos

Looked up, away
Right now there probably will be
Could they have seen me?
Got in the backdoor
Am I alone in my way, stringing matches upon the floor?

And now the comeback baby
It's taken your best shot wow
Stupid ones, the red men can see
Your plans are ready now

Stupid people their ways are set
Ignorance will get me yet
Still time to stop and take a bet
Ignorance will get me yet
And sing

Looked up, a plane
Writing something about Jesus
Please excuse me, it's not my religion
Don't abuse me, my right to have visions

Just like the PTL, and all those number guys
Sophist stone, and strange ideas
Just burn and think you're wise

Stupid people their ways are set
Ignorance will get me yet
There's lost and found and take a bet
Ignorance will get me yet
No, you're wrong

Looked up, away
If there are bars on my window
Next I'll remember
The ways are all wrong
Am I alone in my way?
And the step turns to stone

Those friends you call no more
Just one of the stupid few
You've made some plans to get out
Your picture has been used

Stupid people their ways are set
Ignorance will get me yet
You better run, take a bet
Ignorance will get me yet
You're wrong

Stupid ones
Stupid ones
Stupid ones
Stupid ones



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Richardson
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