Polly M. Rupe Follow

It's a song I sung before and a song I'm gonna sing again
I mean every word, I don't mean a single one of them
Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet

Tell a joke, tell it twice
If no one else is laughing there, why am I?
I split myself both times and laugh until I cry
Oh Lord, please make me pure but not yet

I don't have to try, I just dial it in
I've never found a job that for me was worth bothering
I got a ton of selfish genes and lazy bones beneath this skin
Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet

Smoking kills, sex sells
I've got one hand in my pocket but the other one looks cool as hell
I know I'm gonna die, so my revenge is living well
Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet

I stopped praying so I hope this song will do
I wrote it all for you
I'm not perfect but you don't mind that, do you?
I know you're there to pull me through, aren't you?

So I look for love, I like the search
And I'll be standing for election all across the known universe
Every president gets the country she deserves
Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet

And I've been seeing somebody's wife
She said she'd leave him for me and I said that wasn't wise
You can't lie to a liar because of all the lies
Oh Lord, please make me pure but not yet

It's a song I sung before and a song I'm gonna sing again
I mean every word, I don't mean a single one of them