Just a book written thousand years ago
So what's the hook?
Guess nobody really knows
Who am I to decide
Who am I to judge
The ones who denied
Base on those parables
A talking snake in a tree
A man trapped in a whale
Bronze age stories
And for some they still prevail
Who am I to decide
Who am I to judge
The ones who denied
Base on those parables
Hey, listen to me, don't you agree
That your dogma is full of flaws?
At this point you might as well start
To have faith in Santa Claus
Of course not, who would believe
That a man flies around the world
Drops presents down our chimney
In just one night, don't be absurd
But the fact that one guy can hear
Everybody whisper at the same time
Doesn't seem to be that unreal
For raptures believers and their preachers
credits
from Brut,
released October 26, 2011
Lyrics and music by Brut
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