False Idols

Uwa Boy, boy Hu Uwa Eeeyeah Just call, just call Hu They have become too comfortable Watching God hang from trees They have become too accustomed To seeing God shot by the police And who are they that defile the temple of the most high They are gods of their own making False idols exalted before idols On which we are the sacrifice Get up, for we are no longer bound to their service You that want to live You that want to live Let me show you a different way