Make me pure
        
So I sing a song 
To real'em in
It's a song I've 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 noone else is laughing there why am i
I split myself both times and laugh till 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've 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 to search 
And I've been standing for election 
All across the known universe 
every president
Get the country she deserves 
Oh Lord, make me pure 
But not yet 
And I've been seeing
somebodys 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
    
    
    Isa, vrouw, 54 jaar
 
 
 
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