When I was a boy, my old Grandpa said to me Take this bible in your hand and Grandson you'd better read Well, I got a Bible, I got a Bible in my hand But I won't read and so my soul be damned Jesus, my savior, I wouldn't, wouldn't let him in Sweet Jesus and his religion couldn't save me from sin Now I'm a man, all grown up big and strong And my Grandpa and his religion, now he's dead and gone If the churches burned down no more guilt or piety The Bible's one book that I don't wanna read Since I was a boy, religion's my enemy The Baptist church will teach you to fear and dread Don't think for yourself, they'll think for you instead Accept your Jesus, go to paradise when you're dead The Preacher speaks as if he was God's own tongue You've got no defense when you are very young To the word of their God, I am deaf and dumb If I was afraid, afraid of a judgement day If I was afraid, afraid of a judgement day Then I'd get on my knees to God above I'd pray The Baptist Church will teach you to fear and dread Don't think for yourself, they'll think for you instead Accept your Jesus, go to paradise when you're dead