Paroles Seven 'Lively' Sins de Poem

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I'm not the Messiah, but I'll preach passed the heavens,Cleanse the sick and the sad of their woe and regression.'Cause all the hospital gowns kneel and pray for remissionTo a deck full of kings who are deaf or don't listen.Good ol' Peter's got that list and you weren't sent an invitationTo that country-club concept you couldn't afford to buy in."So please collect your things,Leave quietly:Your idea of "Hell" is waiting,'Cause when the collection plateWas passed SundayYou didn't make a donation."But, I'd die for your sakeI'm a martyr, but not a saint.Just sinning and smiling,Love's my only faith.Your price of salvation? Be a prideless samaritan.Yet every houseless beggar you pass, you pretend you don't see him.Hey, I'm not so divine, or "The Accuser of Brethren;"I'm just a sidewalk song who gives into every temptation.And when I die, eyes wide, grinning and highWe'll put the fun in "fun"eral:An absent crucifix laughing betwixtThe careless and the careful.Only one-hundred and forty-four thousand are chosen;Read Revelation.So, can you honestly profess to meYou deserve to be let in?Still, I'd die for your sake.I'm a martyr but not a saint.Just sinning and smiling.Love's my only faith.


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