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Now I sit me down in school, where praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God finds mention of him very odd.
If Scripture now the class recites, it violates the Bill of Rights
And anytime my head I bow, becomes a Federal matter now.
Our hair can be purple or orange or green,
That's no offense, it's the freedom scene.
The law is specific; the law is precise
Prayer's spoken out load is a serious vice.
For praying in a public hall might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate, God's name is prohibited by the state.
We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, and pierce our noses, tongues and cheeks.
They've outlawed guns, but first the Bible, to quote the good book makes me liable.
We can elect a pregnant senior queen, and the unwed daddy our senior king.
It's inappropriate to judge right from wrong, we're told such judgments do not belong.
We can get our condoms and birth control, study witchcraft, vampires and totem poles.
But the 10 Commandments are not allowed, no Word of God must reach this crowd.
It's scary here I must confess, when chaos reigns the school's a mess.
So Lord this silent prayer I make, Should I be shot my soul please take!
