"Promise Keepers"

I’m a Promise Keeper
God tells me I’m right
Speakin’ through them T.V. preachers
I watch every night
Got to keep my family
On the righteous path
With the love of Jeezuz
And a belt across their back

Promise Keepers
Jeepers Creepers
Look at all them men
A huggin’ and a cryin’
And a prayin’ ‘bout their sins
Comin’ to a town near you
We’ll have loads of fun
Bumper stickers, T-shirts
And a hat for everyone
I’m master of my home
‘Cause my testosterone
Is a holy gift from the Lord

See my little perfect wife
She’s quiet as a mouse
She always knows her place:
I’m the head of this here house
Wimmin was the first to sin
The Bible tells me so
Gonna teach her discipline
She wouldn’t dare say no

Promise Keepers
Jeepers Creepers
Look at all them men
A huggin’ and a cryin’
And a huggin’ once again
We’re comin’ to a town near you
Get your tickets now
Assert yourself for Christ
We’re here to tell you how
Take charge
Don’t spare the rod
Bloody a lip for God
Heaven’s awaiting you!

Well my oldest son’s a druggie
The youngest one turned queer
Can’t tell you ‘bout my daughter
‘Cause she ran away from here
I don’t understand it
Showed ‘em love their whole life
Now my promise keeper buddy
Is in there sleepin’ with my wife

Promise Keepers
Jeepers Creepers
Look at all them men
Just a huggin’ and a cryin’
And a prayin’ ‘bout their sin
We’re comin’ to a town near you
We’ll take away your fun
Tell you how the public schools
Make homos of your sons
They’ll teach ‘em faggot sex
And make ‘em faggot wrecks
And fill ‘em full of Darwin

The folks at work avoid me
Perhaps that’s just as well
Most of them are Catholic
So they’ll soon all burn in hell
Thanks to Promise Keepers
I won’t be a goin’ there
Heaven awaits me
And I’ll drag my wife
By her pretty hair...

Lyrics (c) 2001 by Tom Sparrow

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Last update: November 23, 2003