Is faith in your god so easy Wait you brush by a lot so breezy Hate in a word is treason Hey so I heard your reason You paint yourself in a moral corner You've worked fair and square for this weekend Let down your hair for times to end Judgment day is upon us Sorry you can't stay but I feel you must Throw down the keys to your Silver Toyota Camry I'll drive yes I'll drive Here's the church there's the steeple Open up the doors there's all the people With Sunday night blues