Wind Up When I was young and they packed me off to school and taught me how not to play the game, I didn"t mind if they groomed me for success, or if they said that I was a fool. So I left there in the morning with their God tucked underneath my arm -- their half-assed smiles and the book of rules. So I asked this God a question and by way of firm reply, He said -- I"m not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays. So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares): before I"m through I"d like to say my prayers -- I don"t believe you: you had the whole damn thing all wrong -- He"s not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays. Well you can excomunicate me on my way to Sunday school and have all the bishops harmonize these lines -- how do you dare tell me that I"m my Father"s son when that was just an accident of Birth. I"d rather look around me -- compose a better song `cos that"s the honest measure of my worth. In your pomp and all your glory you"re a poorer man than me, as you lick the boots of death born out of fear. I don"t believe you: you had the whole damn thing all wrong -- He"s not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays. |
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