Curse Letra

you better not
stand up so proud
you better not curse

you better not whine
'cause whiners always get
the back of the line
you better not scream
stamp your feet, or cry
you better not whine

i come in your church
maybe i look clean cut
i play my guitar
but hey man,
you know what
there ain't nothing wrong
with black clothes
and messy hair
and a pierced nose
and if i came in here
without my shoes
and i smelled of
cigarettes and booze
would you love me then?
or would you judge me then?

hey preacher man
you know what
you ain't got
nothing on me that
god ain't got on you
go ahead and judge away
cause on judgement day
believe me,
your time is coming too

you better not whine
'cause god don't
want to hear it
he ain't got the time
to listen to you right now
he don't want to hear you
whine and complain
about all of your problems
or all of your pain
you better not scream
stamp your feet, or cry
you better now whine
(you better not curse)