Well we give them the election

They keep filling our heads full of lies

Can we trust in new directons

When their promises are in disquise

Well someday the truth will catch up 

I just hope it don't catch us all by surprise



They preach this thing, religion

But we show no faith at all

Follow suit on Sunday

But on Monday, forget it all

If the times should find us needing him

Then my friends, Lord have mercy on our soul



It's the same old wine

In a brand new bottle

It's the same old wine

In a brand new bottle



Teach our children virture

Then we send'em off to war

Then we ask ourselves the question

What and the hell are we fighting for

If you should find a reason

Well don't be afraid to open the door

Well don't be afraid



Same old wine

From a brand new bottle

Same old wine

From a brand new bottle

The same old wine 

From a brand new bottle