The Congregation

Heard the whispers, shot my gun

Made the congregation run

Saw the sinners in the crowd

Hear them cry, aren't they loud?

Shot my baby, killed a nun

Kicked a man who held his son

Fell right down in a pew

Looked what the good Lord did to you

From the pulpit, the good Lord said to me

This is the way it's gonna be

And the choir sang hallelujah

But it ain't much good

When my bullets cut right through ya

Watch the flock flock to the door

Don't you want the good word anymore?

Is it so hard to see?

With my gun, we'll pray in peace

The doors open, I saw the light

You ain't walking without a fight

The blood runs out the door

You ain't coming back to this church no more

From the pulpit, the good Lord said to me

This is the way it's gonna be

And the choir sang hallelujah

But that ain't much good

When my bullets cut right through ya