You got your doctrine sorted
You know who's in and out
You think that you're important
You think that you're devout
You got the Bible memorised
You're just a clanging bell
You talk of going to heaven, but
You're lonely as hell
Your legalistic message is falling on deaf ears
No one's really listening, 'cos no one really cares
You're a Soul Trader
Standing on your soapbox in the street
You're a Lone Ranger
Preaching death to everyone you meet
You got the Romans Road
You got the Sinners Prayer
You got no love in your heart
You got guilt 'n' shame 'n' fear
Your legalistic message is falling on deaf ears
No one's really listening, 'cos no one really cares
You're a Soul Trader
Standing on your soapbox in the street
You're a Lone Ranger
Preaching death to everyone you meet
I'm just another notch on your Bible belt
I'm just another number on the Engle Scale
Do you know you need a pharasectomy?
You say God's on your side but you're His enemy!