lyrics
Let’s hang ‘em out to dry With the intent that he die We’ll construct a giant T out of elderberry Then, affix him to our crucifix Ahhh... that should be the fix Yes, our attempt to construe That 2 wrongs make a right I’m telling you It’s a losing fight But, what else do we have to do? Though we wish We can not wash our hands of this We put our laundry out on the line But, forgot to put it through the wash Now, all can see our stain Now, all can smell our stench Yes, we’re all too vain Everything is not fine And, we’re in a real pinch The rain of shame does drench The reign of shame does drench Soaked to the bone We’re left alone Where is your savior Where is our savior Now, who will save your... But... It may not be too late If you do not hesitate To give up on hate And, start to demonstrate... Faith... in the form of... Love