No Shirt, No Shoes, No Salvation Lyrics - Day Of The Death - Death By Stereo

I don't think God's broke 

So I don't give a shit. 

You're paying through your teeth 

Don't think you're getting it. 

Put your money where your mouth is 

Let's go heal the sick. 

Let's see some miracles now 

I'm drowning in bullshit! 

In the face of defeat we must rise again. 

In this world of deceit we must never bend. 

When you end up on the bottom 

I'll rise to the top. 

Don't put the brakes on now 

'Cause I will never stop. 

I don't wanna pay 

This is not a life. 

Will you just let me 

Die! die! 

Sacrifice my soul 

Don't have to waste my time. 

I'd rather curl up and 

Die! die! 

I don't wanna pay 

This is not a life. 

Pass the plate 

Watch the blood drip from your hands! 

Brainwashed victims talk to God for a nominal fee. 

Drop a coin in the can 

Hell no! 

Not me! 

Your parents and your teachers 

They're all robots too! 

Leading sheep to the slaughter 

Kids like me and you! 

Bible thumpers 

Disguised as your favorite band. 

Spreading hate and propaganda across God's great land. 

Taking advantage 

Of all your parents' money. 

Open your eyes, man. 

Don't you think it's kinda funny? 

I don't wanna pay 

This is not a life. 

Will you just let me 

Die! die! 

Sacrifice my soul 

Don't have to waste my time. 

I'd rather curl up and 

Die! die! 

I don't wanna pay 

This is not a life. 

Pass the plate 

Watch the blood drip from your hands! 

From your hands!