LYRIC FOR SALE

By Spencer Hudson

(Intro)
I'm so sick of it
I just want to live
We all want to love and be loved
But for some, (that's not enough)
If you're not what they want
(You'll be chastised)

(Verse 1)
How do you stay clean
In a world that wants to stain you?
(People with their words so self-righteous)
Saying everything we do is sin
(From the moment we’re born)
Their lives drip with indignation

(Pre-chorus)
They always think they know what’s best
Strutting proud in their Sunday vest
Holier-than-thou, (superior)
Never failing, (sanctimonious)
Sanctimonious, (sanctimonious)

(Chorus)
If you know it all so well, then
Why not say it for yourself?
Tell me how to get clean
(Tell me how to get clean)
Tell me how to get clean
(Oh, tell me how to get clean)

(Verse 2)
Maybe look within yourselves
(What do you see?)
I only see hypocrisy, (hypocrisy)
From the ones who claim virtue the most
“Let those without sin cast the first stone
The rest must atone, (must atone)"

(Pre-chorus)
The ones who do nothing to prevent
Innocent children dying, (and yet)
They just say, (“thoughts and prayers")
With their empty stares, (sanctimonious)
Sanctimonious, (sanctimonious)

(Chorus)
If you know it all so well, then
Why not say it for yourself?
Tell me how to get clean
(Tell me how to get clean)
Tell me how to get clean
(Oh, tell me how to get clean)

(Post-chorus)
Tell me how to be clean
(It’s not so easy)
Tell me how to be clean
(It’s not so easy)
Tell me how to be clean
(It’s not so easy)

(Verse 3)
If the ones you praise so highly
Are so righteous, pure, and good
(Then why are they so full of hate)
And never practice what they preach?
Quick to judge, control, condemn
(Rejecting all who aren’t like them)

(Pre-chorus)
They cast out the stranger in need
Blind to their suffering, (deaf to their pleas)
Hiding their hate behind holy words
Their gospel of exclusion absurd, (sanctimonious)
Sanctimonious, (sanctimonious)

(Outro)
Why force yourselves
Into what doesn’t concern you?
(Why attack in fear)
What was never meant to harm you?
You call for peace and love
(But that’s not what you push)

(Ending vocals)
Isn’t it tiring, being high and mighty?
Fanning the flames instead of uniting
(Fueling the divide with vanity)
Cherry-picking hills to die on
Don’t tell me to get clean, (you aren’t even clean)
(Sanctimonious)
Don’t tell me to get clean, (you aren’t even clean)
(Sanctimonious)
Don’t tell me to get clean, (you aren’t even clean)
(Sanctimonious)
Don’t tell me to get clean, (you aren’t even clean)
(Sanctimonious)