I Just Burned the Lord's House Down Bystanders sweep ash from their bloodshot eyes While they’re gawking at a fire I won’t waste my time Leading a monkish life I just burned the Lord’s house down Black kids¹ try to bum my cigarettes Can’t they see that I’m a man of God I think of those saints Their heads skewered on a stake And I just burned the Lord’s house down² It’s all in the Bible, the Good News, the Bad I just burned the Lord’s house down My confessional it reeks of gin That’s not really much to confess I’ll drink myself stupid And find pleasure where I can I just burned the Lord’s house down Old habits die hard when they reach their end I’ll never kneel and pray again Beyond good and evil Beyond all earthly laws I just burned the Lord’s house down It’s all in the Bible, the Good News, the Bad It’s all in the arms or hips of a girl It’s better to marry than it is to burn I just burned the Lord’s house down

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1 Character in the story has some racist tendencies. American Sinner does not endorse any racist views. 2 We also don't endorse burning churches down.