You know Jesus the magician
Statistician
God bless your superstition

Walked on water
Turned it into wine
Hated !@$)gots

Complained about them all the time
The world is lousy with religion
Of course yours is the true one

Your faith can't make our decisions
Aren't they our decisions
Anyways?


They're only words
They can't draw blood

Is that a dose of Jesus' love
Left 'em bleeding
You were screaming

Razorblades
Razorblades
Your words are so sharp with hate

Left 'em bleeding
You were screaming
Razorblades


Who'd believe us
Without statisticians

Mounting death tolls
God bless your superstition
It there's no atheists

In the trenches

I think that maybe they came to their senses

The world is lousy with religion
Of course yours is a peaceful one
Your faith can't make our decisions

Aren't they our decisions
Anyways?


They're only words
They can't draw blood
Is that a dose of Jesus' love

Left 'em bleeding
You were screaming
Razorblades

Razorblades
Your words are so sharp with hate
Left 'em bleeding

You were screaming
Razorblades