Song Length |
3:10 |
Genre |
Rock - Modern, Folk - Rock |
Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Mad, Troubled |
Subject |
Conformity, Church |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Simon Says turn around, then he knocks me on the ground, tells me that I've caused the fall and bangs my head against the wall. Simon says that I've disgraced the frozen chosen Christian race, wipes my face into the sod and does it in the name of God.
I don't wanna join another club, I just can't pay the dues.
I don't wanna play another game, I can't afford to lose.
Label me just how you like, but soon your gonna see.
I'm breaking out of what you are and stepping out as me.
There goes Simon down the street. Golden shoes upon his feet. To the rich he's given more while feeding bread crumbs to the poor. Preaching sermons on the tongue. Tries it out on everyone. A cunning, stunning mask of pride is lifted up and glorified.
I don't wanna join another club. I just can't pay the dues.
I don't wann play another game. I can't afford to lose.
Label me just how you want but soon you're gonna see.
I'm breaking out of what you are and stepping out as me.