This is the ninety-fifth installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.
Today’s Song of Sacrilege is Fires of Hell by Harmony James (homeschooled, raised in an Independent Fundamentalist Baptist home).
Lyrics
Raised in the back woods hidden away
And kept out of sight
Is it any wonder I would want to run to the light
I ain’t ever been drunk on liquor
I ain’t ever been kissed
I heard at the store there’s a whole lot more
Of sins on that list
Au revoir and fare thee well
I’m headed straight for the fires of hell
Took that Holy Bible right to the bottom of the lake
Where I’m going I will not be carrying that kind of weight
Pure as the driven snow but now all set to be defiled
The sins of the father once again passed on to the child
Au revoir and fare thee well
I’m headed straight for the fires of hell
Get down on your knees dear mama
Get down and pray
I get a feeling you’ll be kneeling for my soul to be saved
I’ve wandered astray
Au revoir and fare thee well
I’m headed straight for the fires of hell
Au revoir and fare thee well
I’m headed straight for the fires of hell
I’m headed straight for the fires of hell
