Thou shalt, or else

I love you oh lord, why do you forsake me
Just to test me I’m sure, with this pain I endure
Bless me and mess me and mentally rape me
To be born again, surfer no pain, leaving a preacher to fill up my brain

Preacher, teacher tell me how to think
If it wasn’t for you
I’d have no view
And the sermon of robots wouldn’t know what to do

Well aren’t you so special
A symptom of the lord
Should I bow or kneel
Whistle or applaud

So sorry to upset
To unhinge or offend
But if I need advice
I’ll consult my rear end