Leave Luke Be

‘Kicked to the curb, what a good place to be

Read Luke 17’

The Seventeen sounds really good to me

But I leave Luke be

They tell me God hates me

Above all sinners who sin

If they think they can change me

They might as well begin

Let’s spread the power every hour (killing the killer)

I’m so sick of it all (one less crazy nut to worry about)

They forgive you murder and rape

But when you kiss your friend

And really tightly hold her hand

They just can’t understand

They stand there waving flags

When someone has died

They’re supposed to love their neighbour

I must have missed the disclaimer

Let’s spread the power every hour (killing the killer)

I’m so sick of it all (one less crazy nut to worry about)