"Randy McNally (No Love Like Christian Hate)" lyrics
Mm-hm, this!
Put a bullet in a kid's head, think they got a sickness
If they're not, dressed up straight
But what happens in the closet, doesn't matter, if you profit from the flag of the USA
You're too fuckin' old, you do what you're told
You base your life off an ancient scroll, out there burnin' witches
Fillin' up the ditches, tell me can I still be saved?
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down, 'til judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate, if you stand outside and pass the blame?
Your god is a rope, he used to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play too
Hey Bill Lee, it's nice to finally meet (Hey Bill!)
I hope you find me pretty, wearin' a dress in the street
Do you wanna come and see, what I hide underneath?
It's a gun, and it's free, you should point it at me (Bang)
'Cause you got secrets too (And you too Gary, I know you do)
So tell us all the truth (Do you think Jesus loves me?)
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down, 'til judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate, if you stand outside and pass the blame?
Your god is a rope, he used to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play too
Back to the governor, lieutenant (Yes sir, yes sir)
It's time we burn all the books, censor their looks
And listen to the crooks (Yes sir)
Listen up, the church is giving head the state
Putting countless lives at stake
Digging thousands of new graves, for children who can't be saved
Bang, bang, kill 'em all
Watch the whole country fall, it's all your fault 'cause there's-
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down, 'til judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate, if you stand outside and pass the blame?
I know you want us fags, to burn in flames
Your god is a rope, he used to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play too
Put a bullet in a kid's head, think they got a sickness
If they're not, dressed up straight
But what happens in the closet, doesn't matter, if you profit from the flag of the USA
You're too fuckin' old, you do what you're told
You base your life off an ancient scroll, out there burnin' witches
Fillin' up the ditches, tell me can I still be saved?
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down, 'til judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate, if you stand outside and pass the blame?
Your god is a rope, he used to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play too
Hey Bill Lee, it's nice to finally meet (Hey Bill!)
I hope you find me pretty, wearin' a dress in the street
Do you wanna come and see, what I hide underneath?
It's a gun, and it's free, you should point it at me (Bang)
'Cause you got secrets too (And you too Gary, I know you do)
So tell us all the truth (Do you think Jesus loves me?)
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down, 'til judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate, if you stand outside and pass the blame?
Your god is a rope, he used to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play too
Back to the governor, lieutenant (Yes sir, yes sir)
It's time we burn all the books, censor their looks
And listen to the crooks (Yes sir)
Listen up, the church is giving head the state
Putting countless lives at stake
Digging thousands of new graves, for children who can't be saved
Bang, bang, kill 'em all
Watch the whole country fall, it's all your fault 'cause there's-
There's no love like Christian hate
Let's all count down, 'til judgment day
How tall is Heaven's gate, if you stand outside and pass the blame?
I know you want us fags, to burn in flames
Your god is a rope, he used to pull close
And tighten up around my throat
So tell me, who do you pray to?
When I'm on my knees, I can play too
Writer(s): Timothy Thomas, Jordan Gable, Joey Barba
