It ain't good but it can get religious
To hate the man who ain't from your village
Loves his God and fears for his children
You wear his skin and feel no difference

Born under summer light
Place where the quiet's sweet at night
Never much to do around
But the neighbors know your age
Two towns from my mother's down
Father was a doctor, made his rounds
Rode her horse in fields
Until the sky turned black

It ain't good but it can get religious
To hate the man who ain't from your village
Loves his God and fears for his children
You wear his skin and feel no difference

Born into heavy dark
City as a young man saw the sparks
Found my tribe anew
Beneath the bright light
Suddenly I'm anyone
Rubbing off the scent of where I'm from
Dress myself in black
And forget the fields I knew

It ain't good but it can get religious
To hate the man who ain't from your village
Loves his God and fears for his children
You wear his skin and feel no difference

Ohhh
Ohhh hoo-hoo
Ohhh
Ohhh hoo-hoo

It ain't good but it can get religious
To hate the man who ain't from your village
Loves his God and fears for his children
You wear his skin and feel no difference
(It ain't good but it can get religious)
(It ain't good but it can get religious)
(It ain't good but it can get religious)
(It ain't good but it can get religious)
It ain't good but it can get religious
To hate the man who ain't from your village
Loves his God and fears for his children
You wear his skin and feel no difference