We live in a Church gone wild
Jesus got sick of his face to the right
I don't even have a wives wishin' for a paint job that's going out of style
We live in a Church gone wild
Jesus got sick of his face to the right
I don't even have a mouse wishin' for a rage that you got out of its right
You don't know the reason
I don't know the reason
He smelted the d**h like a tower that punches your face
In Church gone wild the reservation is out of reason, while he just follows along
You're so good at taking orders
Following following following
We're so good at getting shorter
Dishwash dishwash dishwash
At the bottom of a crypt on Christmas eve
Your doppelganger awaited for you
At the bottom of a crypt on Christmas eve
Your doppelganger awaits you
On a cliff
At the lake
By myself
I retrieved some mental help
And if you live in a yellow submarine
Give it up
For love
In love delusion disappears
And I receive when you
Live in a Church gone wild
We all want the story about the bay bridge, two kids, always in a fight
We all want the story about the bay bridge, two kids, in love and denial