Crying won't help you, praying won't do you no good
No, crying won't help you, praying won't do you no good
When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move, ooh
You got your rules and your religion
All designed to keep you safe
But when rules start gettin' broken
You start questionin' your faith
And the preachers are all sinners
"I'm a faithful follower of Brother John Birch
And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church
And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!"