Too Small
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Sit Down I need to make amends
Cause it's come to my attention
That most of you are straight white men,
With two blue eyes and that's fine
But alas my friend came out the other day,
So how your heads and let us pray
That he finds himself again eventually
So put your hands together,
And burn your polyester
That'd mean the world to me
And if you're happy and you know it that's a sin
In grand design or grand abandonment,
Our only concern is in who wins
This world is on decline,
Just how it's all be prophesized
Some say the human race
Now has their morals all misplaced
And has forgotten that their mother is the earth
But I think that that's all pretty selfish,
We renew garbage more than vows
And we're all eating too much shellfish
And if you're happy and you know it that's a sin
In grand design or grand abandonment,
Our only concern is in who wins
Cuz maybe we're all just pretty odd
And maybe we're too small to talk to God
Maybe we're too small to talk to God
And from church to steeple
(From synapse to synapse, our wealth comes in what we do)
Our health comes when we're forgiven
For the sins that we're committing,
Because our instincts can be misleading
(You shouldn't think while you're feeling)
And if you're happy and you know it that's a sin
In grand design or grand abandonment,
Our only concern is in who wins
Cuz maybe we're all just pretty odd
And maybe we're too small to talk to God,
Maybe we're too small
And maybe we're too smart to talk to god
Sit Down I need to make amends
Cause it's come to my attention
That most of you are straight white men,
With two blue eyes and that's fine
But alas my friend came out the other day,
So how your heads and let us pray
That he finds himself again eventually
So put your hands together,
And burn your polyester
That'd mean the world to me
And if you're happy and you know it that's a sin
In grand design or grand abandonment,
Our only concern is in who wins
This world is on decline,
Just how it's all be prophesized
Some say the human race
Now has their morals all misplaced
And has forgotten that their mother is the earth
But I think that that's all pretty selfish,
We renew garbage more than vows
And we're all eating too much shellfish
And if you're happy and you know it that's a sin
In grand design or grand abandonment,
Our only concern is in who wins
Cuz maybe we're all just pretty odd
And maybe we're too small to talk to God
Maybe we're too small to talk to God
And from church to steeple
(From synapse to synapse, our wealth comes in what we do)
Our health comes when we're forgiven
For the sins that we're committing,
Because our instincts can be misleading
(You shouldn't think while you're feeling)
And if you're happy and you know it that's a sin
In grand design or grand abandonment,
Our only concern is in who wins
Cuz maybe we're all just pretty odd
And maybe we're too small to talk to God,
Maybe we're too small
And maybe we're too smart to talk to god
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Pickwell, Justin Geyer, Austin Cooney, Nathan Sears, Isabella Sears, Daniel White, Matthew Geyer
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