A Punk (In The Army Of The Lord) şarkı sözleri

I'm a punk in the army of the lord In the trenches of a world gone sore Shoutin' out while moaning low Like a lover a parole Getting drunk in the belle fox store I'm a punk in the army of the lord Just an outcast in the chief's bottom drawer Soldiers stare in disbelief At the medals on my sleeve Standig tall without the proper uniform I got sidetracked by the masses, boogered by a few I skipped all of the classes our Jesus once did too 'N' though evil tried its luck on this cotton pickin' punk I'm a rooster bound to boost this town Till the angels drop their skunk I'm a punk in the army of the lord Punchin' holes in the church's back door I don't want to waste my life Countin' blessings all the time Cause I know that somewhere somebody keeps the score I was a hopped up pitbull boyscout with a body built for speed Left him shell shocked on the playgrounds At the wrong side of the street I guess lightning's bound to strike on the most secluded kind Show any man that's free from sin 'N' I'll show him the time of his life I'm a punk in the army of the lord I wear a smile most people can't afford It keeps me warm & dry Didn't cost me a dime I just took it from a 5 year old I'm a punk He's a mohawk monk I got stung In a world of junk Smokin' skunk Baptised chuncks getting drunk He's the priest of fun