White Trash Folk: Confessions of a Godless Heathen
Music/Lyrics by Rick Shelton

There was a little boy at church
He loved everyone and everything and just wanted friends
But the preacher's son would beat him up out on the playground
And yeah to him it didn't make much sense

One day the boy finally asked the son why he was so mean
There's gotta be something in your life that's done you wrong
The son he looked at the boy and said "It's all I know
Treating others the way my daddy treats me and my mom"

Said the preacher's son to the boy that day
And the boy wondered "What kind of God would make it this way?"

Just because I say I don't believe
Doesn't give you cause to look down your holy nose at me
And it's so damned cliche, but you see -I don't
understand how a loving God could treat his children so hurtfully
And you say "Atheist" the same way you say "Terrorist"
"Evil pedophile Satan-loving rapist"
Well just because I don't believe
Doesn't mean I don't have a little faith in some things
Like Science, friends, and music, love and life
Instead of some invisible man up in the sky

There was a young man at church
And he was growing more cynical every day for his age
He started noticing adults all talk and act differently
Behind each other's backs than to each other's face

So while they gathered eating in the banquet hall
He played hide and seek with the other youth in the sanctuary
And they gathered around the young man calling him names
And then they hit him and they kicked him so mercilessly

All the adults did was lecture that day
Not even slapped their wrists for the price that he paid

And just because I say that I don't believe
Doesn't give you the right to look down your pius nose at me
And it's so God damned cliche, no thanks, I don't need saved
And babtised in His love, just to have it ripped away
And you spit out "Atheist" the same way they said "communist"
"Satanic, baby-killing abortionist"
Well just because I don't believe
Doesn't mean I don't have a little faith in some things
Like Science, friends, and music, love and life
Instead of some invisible man up in the sky
There ain't no invisible man up in the sky
I'm not gonna go up to heaven when I die
And meet the big invisible man up in the sky... Amen

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