Songtext von Catholic Boy

I read on mothers Sunday they'll resurrect the dead Watch for white horses coming was what the salesman said Fat man behind the rectory smokes with an evil grin He thinks that his thin green money will get his fat ass in "Repent your evil doings, before your killed by hate" Harsh words for dirty shot sleeves, hands in the offering plate What's this, your resurrection? What's this, your threat of peace? Forced vengeance on the wicked, where can I buy a piece? Number one fallen angel? I've lost my back door key This book's a piece of paper and it can't find hell in me I saw the legs of Dana black shoes on soft white skin Childish and primal yearnings they brought my father in "Admit to what?" I asked them "I have done nothing wrong" Three hits of love called anger, from some man twice as strong Spare rod and spoil the child, that was their logic's fate Beat into blind submission, silenced by fear of hate