Missionary Eyes - Johnny Crashed

With a sawed-off shotgun, and clarity to see
Just like every christian man, he's just trying to protect me
With sins of omission not his only crime
He's just daddy's little red-necked boy, trying to make it here in the big time

With his missionary eyes, and his missionary zeal
The only thing that's sacred is this light that he could steal
With his missionary guns, and the certainty of god
Redemption ain't something you earn, these days its just something that's bought

Some folks are born peasants, some folks are born kings
Some people wander the earth never knowing who's pulling the strings
So when people ask me, just where I stand, I say
Never trust anyone born with a silver spoon in their hand

With their missionary eyes, and their missionary zeal
The only thing that's sacred is this light that they can steal
With their missionary guns, and the certainty of god
Redemption ain't something you earn these days its just something that's bought