Sex and Religion.....
Mar. 6th, 2006 10:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Since the last LJ post referred to these two topics, I think it's only fitting I bring this song up on the jukebox......
Sex and Religion
by Steve Vai
from the album 'Sex and Religion'
From http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/steve-vai/131178.html
Who's Steve Vai? Here's his entry in Wikipedia.
Repent, repent, repent ye sinners
What do you think you got, when you
thought you had a lot
But all your feelings are dead?
And who do you
think you are, when you’re reaching for the stars
But all your feelings are
dead?
Must you make a decision, between sex and religion
Why can’t
you love God in your bed?
Chorus:
Well, jesus christ is in your bed
tonight, to bring you back from the dead
How are you gonna fight for what
you think is right
If all your feelings are dead?
And what can you know
of love, from the eyes of a child to the heavens above
When all your feelings
are dead?
It’s a tragic condition, sex and religion, makin’ a manic mess
in your head
(chorus)
Jesus christ, or any son of the heatless
light
When all your feelings are dead
Resurrection!
I raise my
hands high up into the air
Get down on my knees and start-a-prayin’
When
love walks in, my body begins
I feel my promised land comin’, but I gotta go
to hell now
And those creatures, evangelist preachers
The ones that take
money, for the promise of hope
Well, they are dangerous, I’m not
dangerous
Brain washing us, and we’re not gonna take
it
(solo)
I just wanna know, oh, lord, how it is so
How is it
that you can take my sins away?
Oh, lord tell me, so I can see the light
again
I don’t think anybody can take my sins away
How can the truth be
known, if we got little black holes in our souls
And all our feelings are
dead?
Are we imprisoned by sex and religion
Or is God the one that’s
trapped in our mess?
(chorus)
Jesus christ, or any son of the
heatless light
To bring you back from the dead
So remember now folks,
when you kneel to pray
Blow a little kiss to the hypocrites
Good God knows
when you turn the other cheek
Which direction you’re pointing it
[holy
shit. holy jesus christ, I hurt your brain, hah, great god, steve, oh
My
fingers are numb, right now
Yeah, they’re numb
Can I deprive my brain of
oxygen? ]
Sex and Religion
by Steve Vai
from the album 'Sex and Religion'
From http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/steve-vai/131178.html
Who's Steve Vai? Here's his entry in Wikipedia.
Repent, repent, repent ye sinners
What do you think you got, when you
thought you had a lot
But all your feelings are dead?
And who do you
think you are, when you’re reaching for the stars
But all your feelings are
dead?
Must you make a decision, between sex and religion
Why can’t
you love God in your bed?
Chorus:
Well, jesus christ is in your bed
tonight, to bring you back from the dead
How are you gonna fight for what
you think is right
If all your feelings are dead?
And what can you know
of love, from the eyes of a child to the heavens above
When all your feelings
are dead?
It’s a tragic condition, sex and religion, makin’ a manic mess
in your head
(chorus)
Jesus christ, or any son of the heatless
light
When all your feelings are dead
Resurrection!
I raise my
hands high up into the air
Get down on my knees and start-a-prayin’
When
love walks in, my body begins
I feel my promised land comin’, but I gotta go
to hell now
And those creatures, evangelist preachers
The ones that take
money, for the promise of hope
Well, they are dangerous, I’m not
dangerous
Brain washing us, and we’re not gonna take
it
(solo)
I just wanna know, oh, lord, how it is so
How is it
that you can take my sins away?
Oh, lord tell me, so I can see the light
again
I don’t think anybody can take my sins away
How can the truth be
known, if we got little black holes in our souls
And all our feelings are
dead?
Are we imprisoned by sex and religion
Or is God the one that’s
trapped in our mess?
(chorus)
Jesus christ, or any son of the
heatless light
To bring you back from the dead
So remember now folks,
when you kneel to pray
Blow a little kiss to the hypocrites
Good God knows
when you turn the other cheek
Which direction you’re pointing it
[holy
shit. holy jesus christ, I hurt your brain, hah, great god, steve, oh
My
fingers are numb, right now
Yeah, they’re numb
Can I deprive my brain of
oxygen? ]