Holes In Our Psalms

If god only knew what we're doing

Heaven would be hotter than hell

His trigger finger wouldn't linger, and he'd shoot us from his carousel

If god only preached what he practised

We'd be quite safe in his church

The money we crave would be his to save while preachers build a higher perch

If god only knew where we're going

There'd be roadblocks at the end of the street

His angels would call, and they'd say to us all there's a maker that we have to meet

If god only only kept to the rulebook

And made himself the only one

There'd be no need for the endless bleed that he cast upon his only son

If god only knew what a prayer is

Why the faithful still sing his name

If holy war is a thing to abhor he'd be shouldering his half of the blame

If god wasn't such a false idol

And he gave me something I could believe

I would proudly wear the cross I bear, but for now I'll keep it up my sleeve...