Shopping April 2018
The room is too hot
the room is too cold
The message is too new
or is it too old?
The music is too loud
or so soft I can’t hear.
I must find a new place
For me that is clear.
This is the 7th church
I’ve been in this year.
I hope I find a good one soon.
I hope it’s very near.
I hurts my ears when the pastor screams
I can’t stand it when he cries
Sometimes he stutters with his ideas
I can see it in his eyes.
I know there is one somewhere,
that is perfect for me.
Or should I be seeking
the truth that is He?
I know there’s a perfect church
if I just keep on looking.
My seventh wife should help me
but she’s still home cooking.
My seventh car in the seventh town
on seventh avenue is our little compound.
Our seven kids are in seven schools
we spend too much time driving round.
But I will keep searching ’til I’ve found
that perfect place,
cause it isn’t me that’s turned around.
You can see that in my face.
I know I’m not perfect
but I’m close as one can be.
Why is everyone so messed up?
Everyone but me.