I saw religion had tied freedom from his shaven head to his toes
Then I heard freedom and he spoke saying his life was about to go
Then I heard someone shout “JOY be upon you” but I think it slipped off
In that place I heard no laughter only a cough
Why the bells, the smells and and what’s that thing?
No drums sounded out people seemed to be – mourning

I think religion’s like paper work that doesn’t have to be done
Who puts a bandage on a bandage when there’s no cut on the thumb
Why give glory to the poor man wearing something like a dress?
You know the one that thinks he has power to bless
Whys he carrying that great big shepherd’s crook?
I wish from his sheep he would unhook

I think Pentecostals broke out with God by breaking free from their chains
In flowed the spirit but so sadly out leaked fluid mixed with their brains
Yet they’re surely riding on the crest of God’s giant moving wave
Believing that he wants to speak wants to heal, to save
People let’s throw away religion that’s like a yolk
Strapped around our neck and then be FREE