I met an alcoholic wife beater todaynwho was praying on the steps of the courthousensaying the judges needed wisdom from on highnand to this cause he did espousensaid he was worried about the gaysnand what they did to each othernwas worried about moralitynhe was worried about his mothernnhe carried an automatic pistol hooked inside his beltnsaid it was a great peacemakernmade his own wine and drank it in churchnsaid he could pray just like a quakernworked in stocks and laughed aboutnall the ladies he had screwednbut he could bless himself like a son of a bitchnhated TV that was lewdnnchorus:nsaid he's on God's other sidenit's like sitting behind the moonnonly those who give until it hurtsnare let inside the roomnnSaid that camel through the eye of a needle thingnwell that needed to distillnthe one who owned the most camelsncould resize that eye at willntold me he bought the front row pewnhad his name engraved in goldnwinked at the preacher when he caught his eyenand was never growing oldnnchorus:nsaid he's on God's other sidenit's like sitting behind the moonnonly those who give until it hurtsnare let inside the room