Weak Sheep - Dead Church Lyrics

I want another pillow
This one's old I think I'd like a king-size bed
The foxes have their holes
But where did the Son of Man lay his head
Father can you help me out
Have you looked into my bank account lately
Oh your eyes were on the widow with two mites
Her heart was full her hands empty
Oh
The throne the throne is God's alone
Scoot over Lord I need some time for me
In one breath I bless then boast
With strings attached
I'm making sure they see
Oh no oh no
Hurry dear I'm leaving now
Take up your cross and leave the rest behind you
I'm coming Lord I promise you
Just let me grab my favorite excuse
Oh no oh no
I'm knocking at your door again
Please open up and let me come inside
Hold on on second may be an hour
On second thought come back some other time
Oh no