I don’t want your cross
Use your dental floss
I don’t think you’re smart
Oh, why not go and
Try and preach to someone else
I can pay my dues
Brainwashed and confused
I don’t need your son or your father
I’m the only one
Why even bother?
I don’t want your bake sales or your stained glass windows
I don’t want to save whales, Saturday night bingo
I can fit into your three-piece leisure suit
We’ll study the Bible ‘til I start to puke
I don’t want you
I don’t need you
I can’t have you
I don’t want your cross
No you’re not mine (12x)

INVIA LE CORREZIONI