Lyrics:

Repent, repent, repent ye sinners

What do you think you got
When you thought you had a lot
But all your feelings are dead?
And who do you think you are
When you're reaching for the stars
But all your feelings are dead?
Must you make a decision
Between sex and religion
Why can't you love God in your bed?

Well, Jesus Christ is in your bed tonight
To bring you back from the dead

How are you gonna fight
For what you think is right
If all your feelings are dead?
And what can you know of love
From the eyes of a child to the heavens above
When all your feelings are dead?

It's a tragic condition
Sex and religion
Makin' a manic mess in your head

Well, Jesus Christ is in your bed tonight
To bring you back from the dead
Jesus Christ, or any son of the heatless light
When all your feelings are dead
(Resurrection)

I raise my hands high up into the air
I get down on my knees and start-a-prayin'
When love walks in, my body begins
I feel my promised land comin', but I gotta go to Hell now
And those creatures, evangelist preachers
The ones that take money for the promise of hope
Well, they are dangerous, I'm not dangerous
Brain washing us and we're not gonna take it

I just wanna know, oh, Lord, how it is so
How is it that you can take my sins away?
Oh, Lord tell me, so I can see the light again
I don't think anybody can take my sins away

How can the truth be known
When there are little black holes in our souls
And all our feelings are dead?
Are we imprisoned
By sex and religion
Or is God the one that's trapped in our mess?
(Resurrection)

Well, Jesus Christ is in your bed tonight
To bring you back from the dead
Jesus Christ, or any son of the heatless light
To bring you back from the dead

So remember now folks, when you kneel to pray
Blow a little kiss to the hypocrites
Good God knows when you turn the other cheek
Which direction you're pointing it