I'm gonna buy you dinner, I'm gonna pay my rent
I'm gonna do it all with my voice as I sit at this piano bench
It may come tomorrow, or it may be today but I promise you my friends the truth is on it's way
You gonna cry your eyes out red, you gonna cry your cheeks out wet
You gonna cry to your momma I bet, you gonna cry till the sun it sets
It may come when you're a fresh young thing or when your fate is near
But I promise you my friend the truth is very near
We gonna go to Sunday school, we gonna learn the golden rule, we ain't gonna be no mean or cruel, nosiree we ain't no fools
You think you can stop it fight it k** but no matter what you say we're riding on the truth and we're rolling into this joint today
I love feeling guilty, I love feeling alive
All this fear and all this shame is my human animal hide
Don't make me take of my shame jacket, can't trade in my shame shoes for praise, the lord says I'm filthy and I'm guilty but the truth is on its way
I'm gonna test my freedom, I'm gonna do it right now
f** you, f** Christ, f** America, I don't mean it but if I'm allowed
I'm gonna push every red bu*ton that I find until I hear the loudspeaker say
Hey, Christopher watch out! The truth is on it's way!