Lying in bed last Sunday night
I couldn't sleep
Turned on the television
Pushed up the window
That's when things got deep
In jumped a man with a big black robe
Official hat on his head
He said "Son, I'm this week's
Chief-of-Police and your
Rights have just been read."
I said "I see your point,
But that outfit's somewhat odd."
He said "Kick off the sa**,
I just picked up your a**, I'm with
The Firing Squad for God!"
(Firing Squad for God)
The Firing Squad For God
(Firing Squad for God)
Down at Precinct Four
Behind a padlocked door
I had a crazy notion to holler
"So you're the Chief-of-Police, Sir,
You look like a preacher
And might this be a clerical collar?"
On the cellblock wall
The T.V.'s all were tuned
To the very same station
In the cathode rays a charismatic gaze
Began my interrogation
It was the Firing Squad for God
(Firing Squad for God)
The Firing Squad For God
(Firing Squad for God)
"Now listen-up boy
I'm calling the shots
for you-know-who upstairs
You been breaking every rule
And thinking like a fool
That he and I ain't awares
I got eighty-five channels
Of endless talk
It's just enough to make you squawk
I got eighty-five channels
Of endless stuff
And eighty-five channels
Ain't nearly enough!"
(Speaking in tongues)
He was heeding the call
When I jumped through the wall
It was nothing but a cheap facade
And I found myself on the Hollywood set
Of "The Firing Squad For God"
They needed someone who was good for hating
The cast me in the part of a small-time Satan
The Chief don't like me
But he likes the rating
If Newsweek calls
Say I'm in a meeting!
Same time same place
Every week, the latest episode
Fifty-million strong
Can't be wrong
"The Firing Squad for God"
(Firing Squad for God)
The Firing Squad For God
(Firing Squad for God)
(You could give out)
(All bill payday)
(All bill payday)
(All bill payday)
(You could give out)
(Speaking in tongues)
Firing Squad for God
Firing Squad
Firing Squad for God
Firing Squad
Firing Squad for God
Firing Squad
Firing Squad for God
Firing Squad for God