Lyrics Sheet for Ban It

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Ban it, ban it, sweep it off the planet

Ban it, ban it, cover up and can it,

Make me feel all right just keep it out of sight

But it's there in my mind and it made me go blind

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Can't stand all the smut that's around these days

It's bad for the children so the governments say

No sex without marriage, God says keep it clean

But the preachers didn't pay attention so it seems

I know whats best and in the name of protection

Gotta clean it up, clean it up, before the next election

Cant face the day when Junior says

Daddy where did I come from, I hope and pray

If we just say no it'll all go away

And we won't have to talk about sex today

But the human body's everywhere I go

On the TV, web, even on the radio

And the only way I'll win the culture war

Is to wave my bible and pass a law to....

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Accidents happen but no-one must be told

About pills and condoms and birth control

Morning after, and it's too late

To stop it now no choice to make

Killing babies, that's a sin

That doesn't apply to grown up men

Dont want the child well you're out of luck

Its the price you pay for having that fuck

There's no way out, can't pass the buck

You had some fun and now you're stuck

With a burden to bear the rest of your life

All because you didn't become man and wife

Unplanned pregnancy teens and lust

And I know I can't fix it so I think I'd better just....

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Criminal records can be erased

Just find God and your soul is saved

Protect the children that's the dogma

To help me pass my political agenda

Gotta get rich in the next four years

Cos I cant express my greed in prayers

And I know I'll get the president's ear

If I say the magic words they all want to hear....

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God made you, we made the image

Every day in school you gotta pay homage

Man from monkeys it's not allowed

My great design must be avowed

So join the club and stop your grieving

Religion's all about belonging not believing

Feel the fear, follow the herd

Blind acceptance of the leader's word

Obedience rules, reason deferred

Never question why, god's will concurred

Cos you've gotta be just like us to be accepted

On your own you'll never be protected

From sex, drugs, liberals, crime,

Rock n roll and having a good time

And I know I cant trust you to keep the peace

So I'd better make a call to the thought police to....

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