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Recorded August 1982, released January 1983.
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1. Steeplechase
2. I Want To Be A Clone
3. Whatever Happened To Sin?
4. Written Guarantee
5. Bad Rap (Who You Tryin' To Kid, Kid?)
6. Whatcha Gonna Do When Your Number's Up?
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1. Steeplechase
A change of habit
used to go bar-hopping
you started church-shopping, did ya?
It's been a problem
finding one to fit ya
you didn't feel good, did ya?
chorus:
It's a steeplechase
blame your failures on
churches where you've gone
steeplechase
ice cold Christian fakes
turn to frosted flakes
You like the big ones
worship incognito
your problems ain't gettin' solved
You try a small one
oops you must retreat-o
you'd rather not get involved
(chorus)
A Sunday morning
get a drink of water
it's getting much hotter, huh?
You won't go back there
must've been the sermon
you didn't like squirmin', huh?
(chorus)
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I'd gone through so much other stuff
that walking down the aisle was tough
but now I know it's not enough
I want to be a clone
I asked the Lord into my heart
they said that was the way to start
but now you've got to play the part
I want to be a clone
chorus:
Be a clone and kiss conviction goodnight
cloneliness is next to Godliness, right?
I'm grateful that they show the way
'cause I could never know the way
to serve him on my own
I want to be a clone
They told me that I'd fall away
unless I followed what they say
who needs the Bible anyway?
I want to be a clone
Their language it was new to me
but Christianese got through to me
now I can speak it fluently
I want to be a clone
(chorus)
Send in the clones
Ah, I kind of wanted to tell my friends and people about it, you know
What?
You're still a babe
you have to grow
give it twenty years or so
'cause if you want to be one of his
got to act like one of us
(chorus)
So now I see the whole design
my church is an assembly line
the parts are there
I'm feeling fine
I want to be a clone
I've learned enough to stay afloat
but not so much I rock the boat
I'm glad they shoved it down my throat
I want to be a clone
Everybody must get cloned
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The Christian counselor wrote, quote,
"it's the only humane choice ahead
if you can't support it
why don't you abort it instead?"
You say you pray to the sky
why? when you're afraid to take a stand down here
'cause while the holy talk reads like a bad adlib
silence screams you were robbing the crib
Say it ain't none of my business, huh?
a woman's got a right to choose
now a grave-digger
next you pull the trigger
what then?
whatever happened to sin?
I heard the reverend say
"gay is probably normal in the Good Lord's sight
what's to be debated?
Jesus never stated what's right"
I'm no theology nut, but
the reverend may be a little confused
for if the Lord don't care
and he chooses to ignore-ah
tell it to the people
of Sodom and Gomorrah
Call it just an alternate lifestyle, huh?
morality lies within
consciences are restin'
please repeat the question again
whatever happened to sin?
When the closets are empty
and the clinics are full
when your eyes have been blinded
by society's wool
when the streets erupt
in your own backyard
you'll be on your knees
praying for the national guard
if you don't care now
how the problems get solved
you can shake your head later
that you never got involved
'cause the call came ringing
from the throne of gold
but you never got the message
'cause your mind's on hold
A politician next door
swore he'd set the Washington Arena on fire
thinks he'll gladiate them
but they're gonna make him a liar
Well he's a good ole boy
who was born and raised
in the buckle o' the Bible Belt
but remember when you step
into your voting booth
he'll never lie
he'll just embellish the truth
Promises were made to be broken, right?
you've gotta play the game to win
when you need supporting
tell 'em that you're born again
whatever happened to sin?
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Nothing happens when you're counting the cost
you fill the basket when the bread gets tossed
castaway upon the waterfront
step right in and take whatever you want
chorus 1:
It's a written guarantee
when I give it up to you
you give it back to me
It's a written guarantee
when I give it up to you
you give it back to me
Full of feelings that I couldn't afford
till I up and threw my heart overboard
take it all 'cause I remember when
I lost my life so you could find it again
chorus 2:
It's a written guarantee
when I give it up to you
you give it back to me
Who is gonna disagree
when I give it up to you
you give it back to me
Nothing happens when I'm counting the cost
you fill the basket when the bread gets tossed
(chorus 1)
(chorus 2)
(chorus 1)
Back to the Top
5. Bad Rap (Who You Tryin' To Kid, Kid?)
Now L.A. hip and N.Y. chic
been dancin' lately cheek to cheek
while Midwest good ole boys like me
should all be playing catch-up, see
Subscribe to the Village Voice in throngs
and guess who gigs at Madame Wong's
well drop your pens and pant designs
and drop six words in your open minds
Who you tryin' to kid, kid?
to the Hollywood school
teaching everything's cool
who you tryin' to kid, kid?
to the Greenwich mockingbird
who has gotta have the last word
got your head together now?
got a way that's better now?
who you tryin' to kid, kid?
(say what, bad rap, uh huh)
You save the whales
you save the seals
you save whatever's cute and squeals
but you kill "that thing" that's in the womb
would not want no baby boom
Good, bad, laugh and scorn
blame yourself for kiddie porn
convenience is the law you keep
and your compassion's ankle deep
Who you tryin' to kid, kid?
wrap it in a fine philosophy
who you tryin' to kid, kid?
but your bottom line still says "me me me"
got your head together now?
got a way that's better now?
who you tryin' to kid, kid?
You'll march if all the streets are full
a two bit closet radical
no time to check the end result
expedience is your catapult
Convictions make your skin to crawl
you act like you're above it all
you say faith is a crutch for a mind that's closed
you guzzle your crutch and shove it up your nose
Who you tryin' to kid, kid?
to my left wing band with their head in the sand
who you tryin' to kid, kid?
to the "might makes right" playin' chicken (delight)
got your head together now?
got a way that's better now?
who you tryin' to kid, kid?
Can't understand those Christians
so you type us all in stereo
they're hypocrites
they're such a bore
well come on in
there's room for one more
So now you're mad
who is this guy
to bake us all in one big pie?
you think I care
forget it, hon
you've just been shot with your own gun
(bad rap, uh huh)
Sugar Hill's gonna need a pill
Grandmaster Flash gonna get a rash
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6. Whatcha Gonna Do When Your Number's Up?
Sally's into knowledge
spent her years in college
just to find out nothing is true
She can hardly speak now
words are not unique now
'cause they can't say anything new
You say humanist philosophy is what it's all about?
You're so open-minded that your brains leaked out
chorus:
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
time to lay diplomas down
(time to lay your money down)
whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
and you're buried six feet underground
spent your life looking out for number one
pride'll come before a fall
whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
were you thinking
that was the end of it all?
Harry's a civilian
wants to make a million
so he keeps on pluggin' away
Money is eternal
like the Wall Street Journal
yes they're gonna make him happy someday
Grabbin' for the gusto
gonna hit paydirt or bust
where's it gonna get you
when you bite the dust?
(chorus)
Buried in your psyche is the shadow of a
doubt
You're so open minded that your brains leaked out
(chorus)
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