Its's a religion without a God
Determines behaviour
To keep all peas within one pod
And call it our saviour

'Cause praying proves no benefit
There's smouldering stakes to show for it
And for every abuse
There's a perfect excuse
Tradition

Noone asks for evidence
That's rather convenient
Stupidity's a preference
For being obedient

Hang on to what you've got
You silly superstitious lot

Boy meets girl
Girl loves boy,
Family planning
Just like the old folks
Just like before

Shame on the mother
Baby's a girl
Staining the family honour
Has done her
No good

Ten commandments counting for
Eleven expectations
All your worries disappear
Free of guilt and free of fear

So we're fighting the bull
As it pays to be cruel
Tradition

Memories
Devoted to the past
History
Caught up on you at last
I can't live without you

Boy meets girl
Girl wants boy
Boy wants girl
Girl's unsure
Family values

Just like before
The boy is alright
The girl is a whore

It's a religion without a God
Determines behaviour
To keep all peas within one pod
And call it our saviour

'Cause praying proves no benefit
There's smouldering stakes to show for it
The way that we choose
Is a perfect excuse
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition



(c) P. Koopman