Make Me Pure

So I sing a song

To reel 'em in

It's a song I've sung before and

a song I'm gonna sing again

I mean every word and I don't mean

a single one of them

Oh Lord make me pure but not yet



Tell a joke

Tell it twice

If no one else is laughing then why am I?

I split my sides both times and laugh until I cry

Oh Lord, please, make me pure but not yet



I don't have to try

I just dial it in

I've never found a job that for me

was worth bothering

I've got a ton of selfish genes

and lazy bones beneath this skin

Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet



Smoking kills

Sex sells

I've got one hand in my pocket but the

other one looks cool as hell

I know I'm going to die so my revenge

is living well

Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet



I stopped praying so I hope this song will do

I wrote it all for you

I'm not perfect, but you don't mind that,

do you?

I know you're there to pull me through

Aren't you?



So I look for love

I like the search

And I've been standing for election all across

the known universe

That every President gets the country she deserves

Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet



And I've been seeing

Somebody's wife

She said she'd leave him for me,

and I said that wasn't wise

You can't lie to a liar, because of all the lies

Oh Lord, please, make me pure but not yet