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Wednesday, February 28, 2007

"CHURCH GIRL"



CHURCH GIRL

(VERSE I)
Dipped in water, preacher's daughter
Read your entire Holy Grail
Started to question all this oppression
Why your religion seems to fail
Tired of lies and all your jaded views
And now that I'm living in truth
I see that truth don't live in you

(CHORUS I)
I've been pimped
I've been sold
I've been bought and I've been told
That if I sang anything else from my heart
I was going to hell

Been Broke down
Mind confused
I've been raped and I've been used
And though I may not look like you
I'm still a church girl

(VERSE II)
Mama said that if a long skirt
Could cover up a black heart
We would all go to Heaven
The Evange-dyke's door key
Was given to me
Long before puberty began
Manipulating my mind for your own gain
And sometimes your temple of God
Is nothing more than a house of pain…
And shame…

(REPEAT CHORUS I)

(CHORUS II)
Slandered and
My gifts sold
But I never was made whole
They didn't just break my spirit
They ripped out my soul

Been jaded
Mind confused
'Til there was nothing left to lose
And though I may not live like you
I'm still a church girl

(BRIDGE)
I used to think that the church
Was a place for the spiritually ill
Since all our souls are weary from this life
A place where hearts could heal
But in my desperation
Church folk never yielded higher ground
It's only when I turned and walked away
True faith in God I found

(CHORUS I)
I've been pimped
I've been sold
I've been bought and I've been told
That if I sang anything else from my heart
I was going to hell

Been Broke down
Mind confused
I've been raped and I've been used
And though I may not look like you
I'm still a church girl

(VAMP OUT)
I still believe in the body
Just don't believe in the building
(Repeat to Fade)


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