[Verse 1]
I will never cast the very first stone
Like all the other bastards who will not own
That they did what they did, what they had to do
And furthermore I will never blame it on you
[Verse 2]
Ex-presidents are like ex-wives
They all never mess with other peoples' lives
They all did not have sex with that person
And if you believe 'em then you deserve 'em
[Chorus]
Footsteps have unnerving sound
They pound their way down the street
Urgency is close behind
In dark, in haste, in love, in kind
Denial, denial
[Verse 3]
Blame it on the moon, blame it on the devil
Blame it on the soon to be labeled infidel
Revealed and regressed, concealed and confessed
Crusader of conundrums religiously obsessed
[Verse 4]
For the sake of the children, for the sake of the country
For the sake of tradition, for the sake of the diocese
I'm afraid we have to cut the questions short
Now we're at war and now we're in court
[Chorus]
Footsteps have unnerving sound
They pound their way down the street
What urgency is close behind
Dark, in haste, in love, in kind
Denial, denial
[Verse 5]
And I will not cast my line out to sea
Somehow the tide belies chastity
But the women 'round the cross were a motley crew
And furthermore Jesus never blamed it on you
[Verse 6]
The tide rips and it rides, it floods and it dies
It leaves a lot of blood on young girls' thighs
And seventy-four virgins ain't my idea of heaven
I died and went to college in 1967
Denial, denial
[Verse 7]
And I will not cast you in the roll of Madonna
Mother of perfect children with a gin and tonic
Playin' it to the hilt, innocence and guilt
Playing Whistler's mother in a patchwork quilt
[Verse 8]
And I will not cast you in stone or in fire
Only in the shadow of one man's desire
And meet me at the well and not where you live
And stop tryin' to hold love in a sieve
[Chorus]
Footsteps have unnerving sound
They pound their way down the street
Urgency is close behind
In dark, in haste, in love, in kind
Denial, denial
[Verse 9]
And I was the thousandth ship that you launched
You a cocktail waitress in a honky-tonk
But the waitress giveth and the waitress taketh away
And leaves you the bill with the devil to pay
[Verse 10]
And ours is not to reason why
Ours is but to do or die
But the man in the cowboy hat and the monkey-suit
Was DWI swervin' from the truth
[Chorus]
Footsteps have unnerving sound
They pound their way down the street
What urgency is close behind
In dark, in haste, in love, in kind
Denial, denial
[Outro]
Denial, denial
Denial, denial
Denial, denial
Denial was written by Jack Hardy.