The doctors have been scramblin' and she ain't gettin' any better.
Kneel down by her deathbed and put your hands together.
They say there weren't no godless folks, hidin' in them foxholes.
Well there were when men marched memories of their fallen brothers home.
Don't you look down on me for how I see.
No need to pray for me, just let me sing.
I would have been a scientist if I'd been a little smarter.
Not to be remembered or be some, poetic martyr naw I just think,
Religion makes us feel safe and science keeps us humble. If we don't start learnin' from our mistakes we'll spiral and we'll tumble oh and..
Don't you look down on me for how I see.
No need to pray for me, just let me sing.
Pray the gay away, some other sunny day.
Shut your fuckin' mouth if you ain't got nothin' nice to say and
Pick up a bible and read Mark 12:31.
Next time he's home from college give your son a fuckin' hug.
Don't you look down on me for how I see.
No need to pray for me, just let me sing.
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