The Exorcist Lyrics – Calypso

The Exorcist Lyrics by Calypso

(5, 6, 7, 8)
Preacher preaching rubbish
Rambling, condemning sodomy
Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy

Scream about the gays
And how you wish you could exterminate ’em
Jesus would’ve hated the way you’ve portrayed him
Love thy neighbor, right?

Or is it only if they’re
Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white?
I’m starting to think this lord of yours is overrated
If he made you in his image

Must’ve been real inebriated
You can’t live in peace
Gotta shove it down our throats
God forbid your kid is queer

You have a damn stroke
“I can fix him”
For your daddy up above
‘Cuz thеre’s just no hate like christian lovе

And when it comes to women’s bodies
You’re crying and b#tching
Wrecking God’s green Earth
With all the cherry picking

“Don’t hate the sinner, hate the sin”
As if that’s any better
By the way, nice denim jeans
And polyester sweater

Preacher preaching rubbish
Rambling, condemning sodomy
Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy
Scream about the gays

And how you wish you could exterminate ’em
Jesus would’ve hated the way you’ve portrayed him
Love thy neighbor, right?
Or is it only if they’re

Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white?
I’m starting to think this lord of yours is overrated
If he made you in his image
Must’ve been real inebriated

“He’s coming back”
You say while trembling in fear
Same b#llsh#t for 2000 years
“Jesus loves you!”

That’s manipulation
Going door to door
Neighborhood indoctrination
I don’t care what your little book says

What part of that isn’t getting through your head?
You go on to eternity in heaven
I’ll be getting head in circle seven
Preacher preaching rubbish

Rambling, condemning sodomy
Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy
Scream about the gays
And how you wish you could exterminate ’em

Jesus would’ve hated the way you’ve portrayed him
Love thy neighbor, right?
Or is it only if they’re
Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white?

I’m starting to think this lord of yours is overrated
If he made you in his image
Must’ve been real inebriated
(If he made you in his image

Must’ve been real inebriated.)
Oh, divine and holy gentleman
Who’d never be dishonest
You’re allowed to touch young boys?

But women must stay modest?
How long do you think
You can keep up this facade?
Soon everyone around you, boy

Will know that you’re a fraud
Hypocritical, delusional
And for that, I applaud
You’re closer to a jail cell than you’ll ever be to God

Preacher preaching rubbish
Rambling, condemning sodomy
Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy
Scream about the gays

And how you wish you could exterminate ’em
Jesus would’ve hated the way you’ve portrayed him
Love thy neighbor, right?
Or is it only if they’re

Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white?
I’m starting to think this lord of yours is overrated
If he made you in his image
Must’ve been real inebriated

(Oh, rubbish baby)
Preacher preaching rubbish
Rambling, condemning sodomy
(La, la, la, la, lobotomy)

Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy
Scream about the gays
And how you wish you could exterminate ’em
Jesus would’ve hated the way you’ve portrayed him

Love thy neighbor, right?
(Or is that only, or is that only)
Or is it only if they’re
Rich, able-bodied, cis, hetero and white?

I’m starting to think this lord of yours is overrated
If he made you in his image
Must’ve been real inebriated
(If he made you in his image

Must’ve been real inebriated.)
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com

Calypso Lyrics – The Exorcist

Calypso

The Exorcist