Enlightenment In A Small Town Lyrics

You're a fucking asshole.
A big kid with a little soul.
Everybody knows someone like you,
I've taken the poll.

All those girls you grab, I hope they taste good.
Cause you wouldn't do your best to be yourself with them if you could.

Vacancy,
like the motels at the side of the road in every small town,
this side of hell.
Enlightenment in a small town.

This persona is the knife in your hand,
and it's in my back now,
I don't know how, I don't know how.

First you know it's true,
the only thing that keeps me from feeling blue,
is when I serve you.
Enlightenment in a small town.
I know more than you think I do.
I know nothing and you know it's true.
When I serve you.

It's pre-revolutionary,
post-sexual century.
I'm the kind of priest that makes you laugh,
but I'm still in tact.