Its a religion without a God
Determines behaviour
To keep all peas within one pod
And call it our saviour
Cause praying proves no benefit
Theres smouldering stakes to show for it
And for every abuse
Theres a perfect excuse
Tradition
Noone asks for evidence
Thats rather convenient
Stupiditys a preference
For being obedient
Hang on to what youve got
You silly superstitious lot
Boy meets girl
Girl loves boy
Family planning
Just like the old folks
Just like before
Shame on the mother
Babys a girl
Staining the family honour
Has done her
No good
Ten commandments counting for
Eleven expectations
All your worries disappear
Free of guilt and free of fear
So were fighting the bull
As it pays to be cruel
Tradition
Memories
Devoted to the past
History
Caught up on you at last
I cant live without you
Boy meets girl
Girl wants boy
Boy wants girl
Girls unsure
Family values
Just like before
The boy is alright
The girl is a who*e
Its a religion without a God
Determines behaviour
To keep all peas within one pod
And call it our saviour
Cause praying proves no benefit
Theres smouldering stakes to show for it
The way that we choose
Is a perfect excuse
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition