The sun hangs low at the end of day
and all my friends gather round to play
They don't know God and they ain't got faith
cuz they don't need nothing to guide their way
My heathen hoes and my pagan bros
are just lying on a lawn
ain't hurting anyone
They laugh and smile and they yawn
and stretch in the embered sun
ain't hurting anyone
O, my God, could you bend a couple rules
Heaven must be large enough, you let in all those fools
My heathen hoes and my pagan bros
we sew our seed as energy
we're cultivating light
And some of us wanna chum around
with the angels for awhile
and drink a toast
to life
O, my God, if there's truth in what you say
You'll never ever ever turn these lovely folks away
My heathen hoes and my pagan bros
are lying in the sun
ain't hurting anyone
All we are is an empty star
we're full of light
we're golden light
we're open now
holding moving love
as a simple thought
this simple thought
in this open heart
is this clouded love
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