Song Lyrics

"Pharisaical Friend"

by Siloam
Album: Crock

Momma says so, Daddy says so,
I'm white, you're black, he's brown.
Don't you trust him!!! She's so different!!!
Don't let them come around.
Oh, look they're prayin', it goes without sayin'
Those people have no God.
When you're livin' too near, when you're livin' in fear,
When your back's against the wall,
Brother killin' brother, cursing each other,
The hatred infects us all.

We're all made of flesh and blood.
Where'd all this madness come from'
How did we ever fall so far'
No one can win this war.

I know his type, I hate his face.
Who let that boat in anyway'
If I had a gun, I'd solve some problems
I'd blow them back where they came from.
Your religion's dead, my Pharisaical friend,
You can't judge a book by its colour.
Livin' in the past won't change the past,
This game's become a blood lust.
We all lose if we all choose
Lettin' hatred loose among us.


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