Disturbed by the words and the Message that they sent. There's A hundred other uses for breath Better spent. Forming the Template, for how the band Should be, devising and Scheming someone elses Ministry. What were the words? Did he say Jesus Christ? Again And again until his name Became trite? What is the extent of all you Tests? What is the measure of Their success? Not acid or base to test in a Beaker, hold your divining rod Up to the speaker. Litmus test a Piece of paper. You'll never Formulate your maker. With pocketsfuls of quips and Gurgles, words that fluff like a Handful of gerbils. I heard your Yelling above the crowd, Standing back with the Arrogant and proud. You say Preach, they say rock. You put My God inside a box. The time has come, the night to End, so speak you piece to Your circle of friends. They Ripped you off, they entertained. You thought you knew where God belonged, But songs were sung and the Band played on.