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We lean on fences built from outdated morality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

B5  A5  C  B5
I refuse to spend life on my knees


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


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

B5  A5  C  B5
I refuse to spend life on my knees
                  F
I won't let somebody else
Am
Somebody else
C
Somebody else


C                            F
If we're all just Christians or lions
C                                                  F
I think I'd rather be on the side with sharper teeth
                 B5   A5
I don't need saving