You want to apologize for victims
of all the other Christians
So you can witness that you’re different
But you’re the spitting image
you work in the church
You can’t see perspective
when you sit on that perch
So you stagger out friendly like
with a shudder and a lurch
Because your machinism’s rusted
But your Bible’s dusted.
You’re confused and untrusted
Because I have a secular job and no faith
You have a faith based job, that’s why
we can’t see eye to eye.