作词 : Greg MacPherson
作曲 : Greg MacPherson
You say your faith will lead us to better times
Words like a warning shot
A train jumping the tracks, coming in too hot
Some holy fool
You said from holiness to destitution loneliness
The truth goes out the window when the building catches fire
From orthodox to loose we’re scrambling for a substitute
Some reason to continue when our hotrod blows a tire

She said, it’s alright man it’s a long weekend and everybody’s freakin

Stopped, rolling around and we still can’t see
Playing a real game betting anything and everything
Hey this is serious
We’re giving up thinking, control
Our hands are off the wheel
Our freedom to speak out perhaps even to feel
Sitting around waiting for a magic man with giant hands to push us on and on

Hard times are coming and we’re all here doing nothing
Star shaped ice cubes in our drinks and we’re terrified of strangers
Her heart’s a flutter she’s convinced that Jesus loves her
He mighta loved her back if he only coulda changed her

He said, it’s alright yeah it’s a long weekend and everybody’s freakin