Don t Look
Reject the stuff youre taught
Bored more than not
So what? Theyve got a crutch
Its nothing you could ever touch
Dont look
Dont look onto your lawn
Theres a billboard built for God
You wont be saved if what you crave are god-fearing minds
So youll be a slave until the grave to terms the church defines
If all you want is just your own set of rules
Never nurse a guilty conscience for a bunch of fools
