Repent I hear the preacher say
Confess to me your sins
I can offer you forgiveness
Your salvation lies within
But it\'s just snake oil in a different Jar
A promise that can\'t be kept
It just a way to bury our guilt
between the pages of an antiquated text
So round up all you people
Come see his miracle cure
For the price of a small donation
Your soul can be scrubbed pure
But for me I look for forgiveness
From those that I have wronged
Not someone singing the same words
Of a two thousand year old song