The Deacons - The Way You Live Lyrics

Walkin down the street a little shuffle to my feet
No one I wanna meet and that garbage sure smells sweet today

So I hum a little tune bout that perfect day last June
When the rains came and washed my sins away
I felt like a reborn messiah who couldn't get no higher
Than the city's breathin in my face that day
Yeah all my problems fell away from me
Like on that road to Galilee except when I got there all was not as planned
Gethsemane looked like shit and there was nowhere left to sit
Because the Christians had decided to parade

I don't like the way you live and I got less than you to give
Don't give a f*ck about your rational excuses
I got a million ways to orchestrate my self abuses

Sittin in my room and I'm still hummin on that tune
The moon makes me think all kinda crazy things

So I gather up my ghosts, who I cherish more than most
And we make a solemn toast to the one they call the host
Father, son and holy ghost, it's always you that I liked most
Priest he makes his toast and the wine it turns to blood
And my mouth becomes the host

Cause I don't like the way you live and I got less than you to give
Don't give a f*ck about your rational excuses
I got a million ways to orchestrate my self abuses

First you tell me this: You know what's in my head
And next you tell me that I'd be much better off instead
Of causin all this trouble and startin all this shit
I should learn to sit right back down and learn to swallow it
So I said, please excuse me sir. Pardon me Ma'am
I don't like what I'm hearin and I just don't give a damn
About the way you think, your silly way of life
Well I don't care about your husband so go f*ck your perfect wife

Cause I don't like the way you live and I got less than you to give
Don't give a f*ck about your rational excuses
I got a million ways to incorporate my self abuses and you ain't one