Say Anything, Collectively, Made Love to God

Say Anything - Rock, Emo Pop
Say Anything, Collectively, Made Love to God
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Carpet-bomb New Nashville Apologize to Cash and Co Who etched these hallowed halls with dignity Even pre-war Berlin was once bohemian Yet soon no kin of Antonoff could kvetch and kvell along its rocky streets And I back Jack's commitment to that band with Simba singing It's not his fault this bender got in bed with a sex offender When they failed, between tails, a wave of semen grasped for yours To flood the great Southeast a war to co-write jingles with Carly The god of the bible is the devil to mе The god of the bible is thе devil to me Your corny fucking dipshit face spat evil on me but I love you Why can't you see? It's holy war now, but I always looked up to you Tiptoed through compound, wife in my arms So let me strip this of metaphor Carried my comatose wife through your front door She's not the ambulance, the moon was She was not the ambulance, the moon was The god of the bible is the devil to me The god of the bible is the devil to me I could end your fucking dipshit reign so effortlessly Why can't you see? This one goes out to Caleb I young man slid into my Gram Who lost idol to the love of his life He said Max I'd appreciate some empathy We lived and prayed and jangled here Before what you referred to as a jizz flood Well, here they come now: The god of the bible is the devil to me The god of the bible is the devil to me The god of the bible is the devil to me To me, to me, to me, to me The god of the bible is the devil to me Yeah! Sing it! The god of the bible is the devil to me Goddamn you, brother But I'd still walk through hell for you The world shall not know what you put me through You cheat yourself, cheat on the French sweets in your Israel eyes The Rising Fawns are far too strong for you to hunt down Hunt you down and done I swear, my brother This is for the Hebrew schools And Sunday classrooms littered by my trail of dead For there are two gods: The vulva moon we witches knew And Goliath who birthed you all in piss Trust me, you're no atheist
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Credits
- Writers
- Max Bemis