Wednesday, September 22, 2010

WRONG WAY!

This is sort of a satirically "happy" sounding sound with an up-beat about the saddest thing ever. Yes, I wrote a paradox in song form. It's about knowingly & willingly rebelling against God & choosing other gods (that are not gods) to be God in his place... This song is about telling him that.. to his face... or you could look at is as a believers sarcastic take on other people doing so. There are certainly elements of both in here. If this makes you want to shoot me or call me a blasphemer.. then good for me. Here we go!



V1: Father, Father, Father believe us when I tell you..

We took the wrong way out &

Father, Father, Father mistreat us when we tell you..

That God can mistreat now &

I know, I know, I know it’s crazy to command you..

I took the wrong way now.

As example to all of my peers..

I took the wrong way out.



V2: Father, Father, Father believe me when I tell you..

that I’m an officer now &

Father, Father, I’m a policeman caught abusing

I’ve stole your position now &

I know, I know, I know it’s crazy to call you names

Like “pathetic & made up” & "bastard"

& I’m taking the wrong way out..

I’ll take the wrong way out.



{Chorus 1}-

So give me your number, & I will call the complaint line.

So give me your cover, & I will berate your marriage design.

So give me your number, & will call the complaint line.

Cause I’m always good at calling people, screwing up my years.



V3: Father, Father, Father believe us when I tell you

We are a strong race now &..

Father, Father, Father believe that we don’t need you..

Even thought we cry out in despair

See I know, I know.. I know it’s crazy to want you..

And to need you but deny your own right

to call us to love & not hate your design of light.



{Chorus 2}-

So give me your number, & I will call the complaint line.

So give me your cover, & I will berate your marriage design.

So give me your number, & will call the complaint line.

Cause I’m always good at calling people, screwing up all hope near.



{Bridge}-

To the common man it’s like “God” is “Dog” & “Dog” is “man”

& we’re picking up numbers to plot our own graves in the sand.

To the common man it’s like “God” is “Dog” & “Dog” is “man”…

& now man oh man.. I’d call you but I’ve cut the line again..

now my heart beat is dead.

DUM, DUM, DUM.
(I am dumb. We're all dumb!)



{Chorus 3}-

So give me your number, & I will call the complaint line.

So give me your cover, & I will berate your marriage design.

So give me your number, & will call the complaint line.

Cause I’m always good at calling people, screwing up my years.



So give me your number, & I will call the complaint line.

So give me your cover, & I will berate your marriage design.

So give me your number, & will call the complaint line.

Cause I’m always good at calling people, screwing up all hope near.



{Outro}-

So I’m taking the wrong way now, I’ll take the wrong way out.

So I’m taking the wrong way now, I’ll take the wrong way out.

So I’m taking the wrong way now, I’ll take the wrong way out.. Lord.

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