I can't understand it, I can't comprehend it
This world is coming off the wall
Their views pollute our morals
They preach a better tomorrow
If they had eyes they'd see
There's no hope at all
And churches still go on playing a spiritual game
While beggars on the street stay the same
And churches still go on playing a spiritual game
While beggars on the street stay the same
I recall when I was small
A spiritual game played by most all
Look good that's all you have to do
And wordly wealth becomes their god
Hid behind a spiritual facade
"You're poor, I won't associate with you"
And churches still go on living a luxury game
While beggars on the street stay the same
And churches still go on living a luxury game
While the beggars on the street go insane
Oh, yeah
And churches still go on playing a spiritual game
While the beggars on the street stay the same
And churches still go on playing living a luxury game
While beggars on the street stay the same
Take heed there's coming a day
When all will burn away
And you're there to tell it on your own
No more pointing your finger
To blame your brother for why you don't linger
Closer to the one that died for you
And the preacher preaches on
With a humanistic message made to sooth your soul
While the truth about your sin goes untold
And the preacher preaches on
With a humanistic message made to sooth your soul
While the truth about your sin goes untold
