Preacher man, Don’t come around here telling me your lies
Preacher man, you know I can see through your disguise...
Preacher man tells me one thing then goes and does another
Preacher man comes around here acting like my brother...
Preacher man, Oh preacher man, don’t pass judgment on me
just because, you’re too blind to see...
Preacher man tells me about his god and his mother
Preacher man tells me, I should not worship another...
Preacher man comes into to my tribe
thinking he’s better, just because he can read and write...
Preacher man, Oh preacher man, Pass no Judgment on me
just because your in, your own fantasy...
You tell me god was white.. and when he was not
You tell me all about it, like it was some evil plot...
You read from your own said holy book
but you take our money like some nickel crook...
Preacher man, Oh preacher man, Pass round here no more..
just because.. we know the real score..
Preacher man, oh preacher man, I think its time to go...
because we know, it’s just a fashion show..

02/01/2000

Posted on 12/16/2003
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