Direct Control - Religious Rampage lyrics

Wake up, it's Sunday morning, time to go to church Hey Dad, did Mom forget to bring her purse? The preacher drinks wine / while he's robbing you blind His pockets are full from saving your soul [Chorus] Religious rampage it's robbery But you don't realize / that your beliefs And actions don't determine your demise 10, 20, 50 what's your price? How much would you pay for your sacred sacrifice? Put it on the plate before it's too late But you can't see... You're payin' for the preacher's date [Chorus] All these religions feed the pidgeons Starting wars and controlling you, Give em your cash, give em a check, While they make your think you're life is a wreck... [x4] You don't need religion You can make your decisions