I've been f**ing with some girls,
and I've been told that makes me king.
I've been f**ing with the law,
and I've been told that means nothing.
And I've been making plans to change,
and I've been told that's all I need.
And I've been f**ing with the church,
and all the profits, all in Jesus name.
I want it all,
I want all I can take,
I want it all, I want it all.
Yeah, I want love, but I want it fake,
I want it all, I want it all.
I wanted mud in my eyes,
but now I want back my scales.
And I'm a free man,
written on July the fourth in black and white,
And I'm a slave to raise my hand,
in spinning motion to the music,
on Sunday mornings and Wednesday nights.
Proscribed to fall in love,
with someone outside the cult
But Hosea married Gomar wrote the righteous bound to sin,
Jesus said no revolt.
I want it all,
I want all I can take,
I want it all, I want it all.
Yeah, I want love, but I want it fake
I want it all, I want it all.
I wanted mud in my eyes,
but now I want back my scales.