Song: A Friend Of Pat Robertson
Musician: dada
My dad showed me this song.
This song is calm in a unique way, at least to me. Probably not to my dad, who listens to this type of music a lot more, but there's something a bit hypnotic and relaxing about it.
This song is about Pat Robertson and conservative Christians, and the singer being confused by what they say. I'll leave the lyrics for your reading below the read more cut.
A friend of Pat Robertson says I'm going to hell
for falling in love as far as I can tell
Something 'bout miracles and wishing wells
and saving babies
I don't know anything 'bout casting spells
or dropping bombs on pink hotels
I don't know anyone who buys and sells
Who isn't crazy?
A friend of Pat Robertson says I'm going to pay
for hands without purpose, words I won't say
Somethin' 'bout listening and Judgement Day
and Devil's play-thing
A friend of Pat Robertson says I'm going to die
for talking to a junkie with his shoes untied
Something 'bout sinners with the wrong alibi
and being lazy
I don't know nothin' about the size of heaven
Do they make room for the lost birds of the seven seas?
Angels keep staring at the television
Who isn't crazy?
A friend of Pat Robertson says I'm going to hell