Blasphemer Rag Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2017
Lyrics
Holy smokes, you're such a holy roller
Got your bible-thumpin' to a T
Pardon me, but I don't need no threat of burning hell
To lead a life of well-doing and peace
But that's just me
All my life I've been a lowly pauper
But I never bothered to complain
All the same, it rubs me wrong to see a moneyed throng
Pretending all day long that they do right
In His sight
Holy Cow! Have I come down with fever
Such a cold blasphemer am I now
And how! Carl Sagan is my revelations
I see all creation as it stands
No guiding hand