A Wicked Sinner
Gregory Davis
God condemns the sinners
For their wicked ways
For all their transgressions
He will make them pay
Not by burning them down in hell
That'd be much too kind
But with a guilty conscience
To haunt them all the time
In his infinite wisdom
He damns my evil deeds
With visions of the woman
For whom my heart bleeds
Tormented by her memory
I damn near lose my mind
Oh, I'm a wicked sinner
Paying for my crimes
God will make you suffer
For the harm you're done
Then you won't be laughing
You won't think it's fun
He sees you from his throne on high
There's nowhere you can hide
When you're a wicked sinner
Way down deep inside
