Ol Bud

So Pollyanna's got me gritting my teeth
She keeps on talking about things
But she don't know what they mean
All words are masters telling you what to think
They get inside of your mind
Then try to rule you like kings

Don't really mean it but it is what I think
And I won't say so

That twisted monkeys got me feelin' relief
It likes to rattle it's cage
It likes to swear its beliefs

Just cause I shouldn't
It doesn't mean that I wouldn't

I heard Saint Christopher was calling them in
He's got a voice like a child
But a need like a man
And back at ground control they're letting it slide
They got a hand on their heart
And their eye on the prize

Don't really mean it but it is what I think And I won't say so

Oh holy glory get you back off your knees
Don't bother saying a prayer
I got to many needs

Just cause I shouldn't
It doesn't mean that I wouldn't



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Writer(s): Jason Moore
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