Lyrics

[Verse 1] Everybody's gotta have a building program Sticking that money up, brick-on-brick Oh, we've got to have praise team worship Fourteen services, take your pick [Verse 2] Everybody's gotta have special music We don't want dead air when the plate goes by Oh, it's got to be a three-point sermon With a poem and a pun to break the ice [Bridge 1] Oh, the organ hit the D-chord It's time to sing the doxology Stand up! Praise the good Lord Please define doxology [Verse 3] So now we take communion First, a word to prepare our heads Joe gets up and talks about politics And he says a prayer, and we break the bread [Bridge 2] We take the cup and we quench our thirst Dismiss the children to children's church Stand and greet your neighbor first Well every aspect is well-rehearsed [Chorus 1] Like Mohawks on the scaffold Heedless of the danger Don't look down at the city Brother, it's a long way to fall Like Mohawks on the scaffold Strolling on the I-beams Hallelujah! Praise the Lord He's our buddy, after all [Verse 4] Oh, brother, don't get upset You see I got my perfect attendance badge: Sunday school and the VBS I even pledged allegiance to the Christian flag (Which I have not to this day found any word in the bible for) [Verse 5] Four years in Bible College Well, I tucked my shirt and I cut my hair Oh, sister, don't get me wrong I learned a lot about Jesus there [Bridge 3] I went to class and I wore a tie I learned about who's wrong and why Point the finger at the other guy With the clearly flawed theology [Chorus 2] Oh, it's like we're Mohawks on the scaffold Heedless of the danger Don't look down at the city Brother, it's a long way to fall Like Mohawks on the scaffold Strolling on the I-beams Hallelujah! Praise the Lord He's a puzzle in our song [Spoken] Well, I hope you're pickin' up on my sarcasm, 'cause I'm laying it on pretty thick It's a useful tool of communication; even God himself has employed that trick So if you'll turn with me in your Bibles to the book of Job, chapter thirty-eight He'll remind us who we're dealing with I hope you don't mind my paraphrase [Bridge 4] Sometimes it's like we're sleeping on an airbus Like we're taking home a little bear-cub Like we're hiking Mount Vesuvius Like we're cooking s'mores in the Burning Bush [Chorus 3] Oh, it's like we're Mohawks on the scaffold Heedless of the danger Don't look down at the city Brother, it's a long way to fall Like Mohawks on the scaffold Strolling on the I-beams Hallelujah! Praise the Lord, He's so patient... He's so patient with us all