Behold Black Sheep

(Hail!)
(Hail!)
(Hail!)

I don't fear Satan
And I don't fear God, yeah
Six feet of cold, black dirt, man
That's all I want

Behold, the black sheep of the Bible Belt
Behold, the black sheep of the Bible Belt

They call me worthless
And they say I'm doomed
But I can pray more fiercely
Than any Christian in this room

Behold, the black sheep of the Bible Belt
Behold, the black sheep of the Bible Belt

Why don't you save your prayers for Sunday?
I don't believe there's only one way
(Hail!)
(Hail!)

My soul is famished, feel it
Poking through my scars
The doves, they die of hunger
When they see me passing under, Lord

Behold, the black sheep of the Bible Belt
Behold, the black sheep of the Bible Belt

The girls ignore me
The men, they kick me
Everyone turns so cold
When they get holy

The men ignore me
And the gals, they kick me
Everybody turns so cold
When they get holy, oh!

(Hail!)
(Hail!)
(Hail!)



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Writer(s): Wyatt G Hellickson
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