Ballad In Plain Red
Derek Webb
I'm robbin' Peter and payin' Paul
I'm changing my name back to Saul.
I got to them, you know I'll get to you.
I'm turning shepards into sheep,
Leaders into celebrities
It's holy sabotage, just look around you.
Everything's for sale in the 21st century
Check is in the mail from the 21st century
Don't want the song don't want a jingle
I love you Lord but don't hear a single
And the truth is nearly impossible to rhyme.
I know the songs with all the hooks
I know some lines that'll sell some books.
So grab 'em fast cuz we're running out of time.
Just keep sellin' truth in candy bars
On billboards and backs of cards
Truth without context, my favorite of all my crimes
Everything's for sale in the 21st century
Check is in the mail from the 21st century
What works vs. what's right
What the difference tonight?
Hey alright.
Hey alright.
Take out the sign and forget the meal
We got a gym and a ferris wheel
You'll swear it's just like the country club down the block
Cuz you can make your life look good.
You can do what Jesus would,
But you'd be surprised what you can do with a hard heart
Everything's for sale in the 21st century
Check is in the mail from the 21st century
I think you got trouble with the 21st century
So welcome to the struggle it's the 21st century
I never thought I'd make it to the 21st century.
Lord I love the 21st century
Lord I love the 21st century
I write these words from the grave
Cuz it's the only place that I'm safe
Only the dead are permitted to speak the truth...