Make Me Pure

So I sing a song
To reel 'em in
It's a song I've sung before and
a song I'm gonna sing again
I mean every word and I don't mean
a single one of them
Oh Lord make me pure but not yet

Tell a joke
Tell it twice
If no one else is laughing then why am I?
I split my sides both times and laugh until I cry
Oh Lord, please, make me pure but not yet

I don't have to try
I just dial it in
I've never found a job that for me
was worth bothering
I've got a ton of selfish genes
and lazy bones beneath this skin
Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet

Smoking kills
Sex sells
I've got one hand in my pocket but the
other one looks cool as hell
I know I'm going to die so my revenge
is living well
Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet

I stopped praying so I hope this song will do
I wrote it all for you
I'm not perfect, but you don't mind that,
do you?
I know you're there to pull me through
Aren't you?

So I look for love
I like the search
And I've been standing for election all across
the known universe
That every President gets the country she deserves
Oh Lord, make me pure but not yet

And I've been seeing
Somebody's wife
She said she'd leave him for me,
and I said that wasn't wise
You can't lie to a liar, because of all the lies
Oh Lord, please, make me pure but not yet