Believe You Me
Some pilgrims keep it private
The brainwashed proselytize
Others tell us they know God's mind
How they love to testify
The only world we have is to them a test
For what they hope comes after life
That's what you get when you read one book
And you throw its words around like a knife
And I see them kneeling
I hear them praying
So scared of death they live a lie
Warm feelings not cold facts guide their reality
It's enough to make their god cry
Believe you me
Believe you me
The fearful preach forgiveness
In hallowed halls in our towns
The throwbacks promise hellfire
If we don't kneel down
Be a cold day in hell before I bend the knee
To pushers of mystery
Suffer little children to come to me
Is the most abused line in history
And I see them kneeling
I hear them praying
Sending thoughts to an empty sky
While their preachers live off poor people's money
It's enough to make their god cry
Believe you me
Believe you me
Believe you me
What can I say to make you see?
Some stand real tall on our corners
Cursing those who walk on by
Others spill blood on sand dunes
Taking an eye for an eye
Heaven help us if they take back control
For death cults live to sacrifice
So stop the kneeling
And quit the praying
Take control of your mind
For we are stardust our time is short in the light
The question is how there is no why
Nothing above us but the sky
Believe you me
Believe you me
Believe you me
The brainwashed proselytize
Others tell us they know God's mind
How they love to testify
The only world we have is to them a test
For what they hope comes after life
That's what you get when you read one book
And you throw its words around like a knife
And I see them kneeling
I hear them praying
So scared of death they live a lie
Warm feelings not cold facts guide their reality
It's enough to make their god cry
Believe you me
Believe you me
The fearful preach forgiveness
In hallowed halls in our towns
The throwbacks promise hellfire
If we don't kneel down
Be a cold day in hell before I bend the knee
To pushers of mystery
Suffer little children to come to me
Is the most abused line in history
And I see them kneeling
I hear them praying
Sending thoughts to an empty sky
While their preachers live off poor people's money
It's enough to make their god cry
Believe you me
Believe you me
Believe you me
What can I say to make you see?
Some stand real tall on our corners
Cursing those who walk on by
Others spill blood on sand dunes
Taking an eye for an eye
Heaven help us if they take back control
For death cults live to sacrifice
So stop the kneeling
And quit the praying
Take control of your mind
For we are stardust our time is short in the light
The question is how there is no why
Nothing above us but the sky
Believe you me
Believe you me
Believe you me
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Writer(s): Paul Bolger
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