Hymn

Stick a fork in my knees
You wanna see how I heal
And if it comes out clean you’ll know I’m done
First world glories paid in minimums
Oh would you lick the marble floors of my slum?
Where’s my McMansion in the sun?
Foreclosed and vacant where the west was won

I’ve got my free will
And nobody’s gonna be my man
So thank God
If all I take is your money
I’ve got my free will
And nobody’s gonna be my man
So thank God
If all I take is your money

Shotgun rodeo republic, fun
We’re posting bail for the CEO’s son

I’ve got my free will
And nobody’s gonna be my man
So thank God
If all I take is your money
I’ve got my free will
And nobody’s gonna be my man
So thank God
If all I take is your money

So, thank God
So, thank God
So, thank God
So, thank God