Don't want to hear it anymoreSame old stuff I've heard beforeWhat's the point in serving GodI'm so glad you askedIf your mother had cancerOr someone raped your sisterOr you die in disasterTell me who do you turn to nowCould you help yourselfCould you save yourselfWho do you turn to nowJesus, God break us, God change us,for we are a people of hardened hearts and unclean lipsDon't want to be scared to believeFire of hell I'll never seeIt's all just a fairy taleWell I hope you're right and I'm wrongSeparated forever from the hand of a saviorThere's no one to help you thereTell me who do you turn to now