The Wonder Years - I wont say the lords prayer

^C It's a series of bars, thrift stores and churches lining the ^Amstreets While women with gold ^Gcrosses push ki^Fds into half-formed be^Cliefs And if Lot was righteous, I think I'd rather ^Amnot be We lean on ^Gfences built ^Ffrom outdated mora^Clity It's a gang mentality, it's a dangerous ^Amthing They don't ask you to ^Gthink, just to^F "repeat after me" ^C And assume you're too careless to look at it c^Amritically You'll stop progress if it co^Gntradicts ^Fwhat You're told to believe ^{G F} And ^CI refuse to ^Gspend life on my knees

^C These billboards that flaunt these scare ^Amtactics Make me think you're only ^Ggood if^F you're afraid of being punished ^C Every single Sunday, church bells wake me ^Amup But it's never e^Gnough^F to pull me out of bed

^C The church on Main Street has got its doors painted red, and I gues^Ams It's so the Angel of Death ^Gpasses over ^Fit on its way to get gas ^C The church on Broad Street It's got a neon sign that says "Jesus, save me&q^Amuot;, and I guess It's so God can see from ^Gwhere he is^F in the cheap seats ^{G F}

^C I refuse to ^Gspend life on my kn^Gees ^{F C G} And I won't let ^Fsomebody else, some^Ambody else, somebody ^Celse Somebody else, somebody else make ^Fmy decisions ^Amfor me ^C Make them for me If ^Fwe're all just ^AmChristians or ^Clions, I think I'd rather be^F on the ^Amside with sharper ^Cteeth

I don't need ^Gsavi^Fng