Skammentary: I admit today's R.B.D.S.O.T.D. is a rebellion against Exodus 90's musical restrictions, under which I am chaffing: "Only listen to music that lifts the soul to God," a definition so broad that Johnny Socko could drive a big rig through it. "Holy Smoke" actually does lift the soul to God, taking aim as it does against religious hypocrites, who were also frequently remonstrated by our Lord.
"You made your bed, that's where you'll lie,
No pearly gates when you die,
We tried to teach, you didn't learn,
You're going down, you're gonna burn!
"Fast at passing judgement and you're quick to cast a stone,
Hypocrite talking shit, leave me alone,
Thump the book and twist the word, you're setting sinners straight,
Point your finger, wag your tongue then pass around the plate…
"Screaming demons, all hell broke loose, and other dark remarks,
You say that Satan's waiting for me, but I don't give a fuck,
If words and music tick you off, then you're the one that's sick,
But I think its fucking followers that really make you click…"
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