[Verse 1]

Southern pride backed by southern greed

Everybody selling that southern thing

But we can't go, no

Panthers in the pines with their hollow teeth

Screaming hallelujah from the factories

But we can't know

Cardboard devils and their megaphones

Telling all the saints that they were wrong

But they can't know

Choking on the smoke inside their lungs

Screaming for the mercy of the burning ones

But I know it's too late



[Pre-Chorus]

Preacher of plastic

How we can let it go and go and go?

Love is full of mercury

And now we can lose control, control, control



[Chorus]

What do we ever do?

I know that you got it bad

What do we ever say?

I know that you got it bad



[Verse 2]

Gun-shaped bible and a loaded tongue

Jesus ain't the problem but he started one

He don't understand

Black veil preacher at the city mall

Hiding in the bushes 'cause he likes 'em young

I don't understand it

Death on the breath of a wounded dove

Shipped two-ninety, took all my blood

And suck on my blood

Southern pride backed by southern greed

Everybody selling that southern thing

But I can't go again, oh no



[Pre-Chorus]

Preacher of plastic

How we can let it go and go and go?

Love is full of mercury

And now we can lose control, control, control



[Chorus]

What do we ever do?

I know that you got it bad

What do we ever say?

I know that you got it bad

What do we ever do?

I know that you got it bad

What do we ever say?

I know that you got it bad



[Bridge]

There's a little light

There's a little hope

It seems to fade away

There's a little light

There's a little hope

It seems to get away

We are just bruised fruit falling from the tree

God is a gambler who can't set us free



[Outro]

Where are we going? We're lost

I can't tell you the cost

For the cotton and the fruictose