Pastor’s Son
I met the pastor's son
He told me he wanted to run
The people look down on him
For his father's title
He is shunned
Life isn't fun when you're stuck
Being a nun
And now he fears that God
Doesn't like anyone
Like father like son they are one in name
Different body same blood
No ark could save him from the words
That the people will flood
Cursed by the soil he's planted in
Since he was a bud
As the world kicks him down
All his cuts will fill with mud
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
I met him by the brook
He told me his necklace was took
The kids had stolen it
And made fun of him for his looks
They don't even follow the commandments
Placed in their book
They're just like his father titled a "pastor"
But he's really a crook
Like father like son they are one in name
Different body same blood
No ark could save him from the words
That the people will flood
Cursed by the soil he's planted in
Since he was a bud
As the world kicks him down
All his cuts will fill with mud
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
The pastor's son wasn't good or bad
All he wanted was a dad
But he's a shame to his father's name
Now he's just a pawn in the people's games
Like father like son they are one in name
Different body same blood
No ark could save him from the words
That the people will flood
Cursed by the soil he's planted in
Since he was a bud
As the world kicks him down
All his cuts will fill with mud
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
He told me he wanted to run
The people look down on him
For his father's title
He is shunned
Life isn't fun when you're stuck
Being a nun
And now he fears that God
Doesn't like anyone
Like father like son they are one in name
Different body same blood
No ark could save him from the words
That the people will flood
Cursed by the soil he's planted in
Since he was a bud
As the world kicks him down
All his cuts will fill with mud
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
I met him by the brook
He told me his necklace was took
The kids had stolen it
And made fun of him for his looks
They don't even follow the commandments
Placed in their book
They're just like his father titled a "pastor"
But he's really a crook
Like father like son they are one in name
Different body same blood
No ark could save him from the words
That the people will flood
Cursed by the soil he's planted in
Since he was a bud
As the world kicks him down
All his cuts will fill with mud
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They aim their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
The pastor's son wasn't good or bad
All he wanted was a dad
But he's a shame to his father's name
Now he's just a pawn in the people's games
Like father like son they are one in name
Different body same blood
No ark could save him from the words
That the people will flood
Cursed by the soil he's planted in
Since he was a bud
As the world kicks him down
All his cuts will fill with mud
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
They shoot their guns at the pastor's son
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Writer(s): Midnight Morrow
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