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Moved in next door
Before eighth grade
Christian school girls
Kept them dismayed
She smoked and swore
Could beat up all the boys
When teachers prayed
Becky got annoyed
Becky never asked if my dad was coming back
Gave people in Jesusland a heart attack

Becky Said
'Gonna survive Jesusland
Leave Christian school
Start a band
Move to LA or New York

Every Third of July
Becky hid beer in the park
Put Purple Rain
On her boombox
Went graveyard drinking after dark
At school Becky was called a slut
But she was my best friend

Becky said we're not gonna survive Jesusland
First day of high school held my hand
Both got mocked hit in the face
Becky said one day we'll leave this place
Weekends sneak out, go downtown
Where no one cared our skin was brown

Every Third of July
Becky hid beer in the park
Put Purple Rain on her boombox
Go graveyard drinking after dark
At school Becky was called a slut
But she was my best friend

At 17 Becky ran away
Kids said she's probably pregnant
So let's pray
She called me secretly every other week
Cause we weren't allowed to speak
Said life's a little better outside of Jesusland
Jesusland
Jesusland

Every Third of July
Becky hid beer in the park
Put Purple Rain on her boombox
Go graveyard drinking after dark
At school Becky was called a slut
But she was my best friend
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Moved in next door
Before eighth grade
Christian school girls
Kept them dismayed
She smoked and swore
Could beat up all the boys
When teachers prayed
Becky got annoyed
Becky never asked if my dad was coming back
Gave people in Jesusland a heart attack

Becky Said
'Gonna survive Jesusland
Leave Christian school
Start a band
Move to LA or New York

Every Third of July
Becky hid beer in the park
Put Purple Rain
On her boombox
Went graveyard drinking after dark
At school Becky was called a slut
But she was my best friend

Becky said we're not gonna survive Jesusland
First day of high school held my hand
Both got mocked hit in the face
Becky said one day we'll leave this place
Weekends sneak out, go downtown
Where no one cared our skin was brown

Every Third of July
Becky hid beer in the park
Put Purple Rain on her boombox
Go graveyard drinking after dark
At school Becky was called a slut
But she was my best friend

At 17 Becky ran away
Kids said she's probably pregnant
So let's pray
She called me secretly every other week
Cause we weren't allowed to speak
Said life's a little better outside of Jesusland
Jesusland
Jesusland

Every Third of July
Becky hid beer in the park
Put Purple Rain on her boombox
Go graveyard drinking after dark
At school Becky was called a slut
But she was my best friend
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