Capo 1

C                                                             Am
 It's a series of bars, thrift stores and churches lining the streets
                       G              F                     C
 While women with gold crosses push kids into half-formed beliefs
                                              Am
 And if Lot was righteous, I think I'd rather not be
            G            F                 C
 We lean on fences built from outdated morality
                                         Am
 It's a gang mentality, it's a dangerous thing
                       G             F              
 They don't ask you to think, just to "repeat after me"
C                                              Am
 And assume you're too careless to look at it critically
                              G         F
 You'll stop progress if it contradicts what
                         G   F
 You're told to believe
     C           G
 And I refuse to spend life on my knees

C                                         Am
 These billboards that flaunt these scare tactics
                           G      F
 Make me think you're only good if you're afraid of being punished
C                                          Am
 Every single Sunday, church bells wake me up
                 G    F
 But it's never enough to pull me out of bed

G   F   C   G
G   F   C   G

C                                                                   Am
 The church on Main Street has got its doors painted red, and I guess
                            G           F
 It's so the Angel of Death passes over it on its way to get gas
C
 The church on Broad Street
                                                      Am
 It's got a neon sign that says "Jesus, save me", and I guess
                          G          F                    G   F
 It's so God can see from where he is in the cheap seats

C            G                  G   F   C   G
 I refuse to spend life on my knees
                 F                  Am                  C
 And I won't let somebody else, somebody else, somebody else
                                   F            Am
 Somebody else, somebody else make my decisions for me
C
 Make them for me
    F              Am            C
 If we're all just Christians or lions,
                      F       Am                C
 I think I'd rather be on the side with sharper teeth

              G   F
 I don't need saving