We Three - Hell As Well Lyrics

Pastor, pastor please

Why are you taking off your jeans?

And your best Sunday shoes

To show me what's underneath?

There's still people in the pews

And my mom's in the other room

I don't know what you want me to do

But she told me to listen to you


Pastor, pastor please

I'm only nine you're fifty two

And I thought you didn't believe

That gays could be Christian too

Listen, listen, listen

I swear this won't take long

Cause if you think this is right

Then I'm fine with being wrong



Turning nickels into dimes just to change my state of mind

Turning nothing into something since I was only nine

All the boomers say we're blind

All this shit is in our mind

Go to church on Sunday morning and you should be feeling fine

You should be feeling fine



I did my time in the pews, I took the biblical abuse

I sang the hymns when I didn't even want to

I sat through the sermons

To hear them say my friends would go to hell

But if that's sinning

Then send me straight to Hell as well

Then send me straight to Hell as well


Pastor, pastor please why is it that women shouldn't preach

And that there's parts of that book that you don't like to teach

I'm not the only one confused cause my mom's in the other room

She scared of the things you do and said maybe not to listen to you



Turning nickels into dimes just to change my state of mind

Turning nothing into something since I was only nine

All the boomers say we're blind

All this shit is in our mind

Go to church on Sunday morning

And you should be feeling fine

You should be feeling fine



I did my time in the pews

I took the biblical abuse

I sang the hymns when I didn't even want to

I sat through the sermons

To hear them say my friends would go to hell

But if that's sinning

Then send me straight to Hell as well

Then send me straight to Hell as well