You can choose your way to stagnate
In your American town
If the Army doesn't get you

Be a factory clown
While the world goes around
Then try turning me up but I'm

Turning them down

The teachers in gold-rimmed glasses

Teach from the banker's gold-rimmed books
The women on the corner smile
So the cops can be crooks

They all fit just one description
'Cause they're cast from a singular mold


But I'm the one that's about to break it
That ain't no way to grow old


We're gonna go to the drive in
Get drunk and cause a scene
We're gonna bust some heads in

'Cause we're cooler if we're mean
Maybe drop some acid
What's the difference we're thirteen

But I'm headed for the border,
And erasing myself cleanChild I am holy and you want only to be like me
Well come back to my parish house and rest upon my knees

The cleansing of your soul begins with the parting of your clothes
Your life will be changed forever when my love inside you grows


Warped Confessional - We will be as one
Warped Confessional - The damage will be done
Warped Confessional - We will be as one

Warped Confessional - Religion can be fun

Child stop your crying because love is learned from pain

Now I have enabled you to see the sun beyond the rain
I can almost see a halo there above those golden curls
Now run back to the nursery school and get all the other girls


Warped Confessional - We will be as one
Warped Confessional - The damage will be done

Warped Confessional - We will be as one
Warped Confessional - Where religions always fun