High on the cross, lost at the wheel
Push imperfection, none of what's real
Holy Mother,
love thy neighbor
Burning hell for human nature
God-coated, a wolf in sheep's clothing
Cross on a gold chain to cover the motive It's God's country,
no milk and honey
When all that you worship is power and money It's God,
even in a room with us
Would you ever be so cruel if he was?
It's God-coated for all that you're praying
All the damnation and none of the sacred love
Mmm,
whoa
Mmm,
whoa
Caught in a fight, pushing our pills
Nobody safe, drunk at the wheel
Holy Mother,
tone deaf singer Too far gone to be forgiven
God-coated,
a wolf in sheep's clothing Cross on a gold chain to cover the motive
It's God's country,
no milk and honey When all that you worship is power and money
It's God,
even in a room with us Would you ever be so cruel if he was?
It's God-coated for all that you're praying
All the damnation and none of the sacred love
Mmm,
whoa Mmm,
whoa
Mmm,
whoa
Mmm