Makes you feel much older, sublime the blind parade
It wrecks me how they justify their acts
Of war, they assemble, they pray
Take good care of what the priests say
'After death it's so much fun'
Little sheep, don't let your feet stray
(Joy be written on the Earth)
(Jesus, star that shines so bright)
Guilt upon their shoulders, how well the cause evades
Infecting your religions, claiming pacts
It's easy to shoulder the blame
(Little ships of Galilee)
(Jesus tried to love us all)
To recognise excuse before it acts
From love and conviction to pray
Take good care of what the priests say:
"After death it's so much fun"
Little sheep, don't let your feet stray
(Little ships of Galilee)
(Jesus tried to love us all)
(Little ships of Galilee)
(Jesus tried to love us all)
(Joy be written upon the Earth)
(Jesus, star that shines so bright)