Hypocrite

[Chorus:]
One, going two, going three, going four...
He'll give you the world, what could you want more?
The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and
So content to wear a crucifix

[Verse 1:]
See, oh, consent is where the ruling is
And those hell-bent on refuting got a hell of a job proving it
They'll keep it coming with the questions, so answer them:
"What you ever do to get a boy that handsome?"

Go on, tell 'em about your bright mind
Tell 'em about the long walks in the nighttime
Tell 'em how you live it up how a guy like
Tell 'em how you only give it up when the time's right

Or better yet, tell 'em any given time's right;
Take a laser to that Puritan eyesight
And I even heard a couple words of the four-syllable kind might
Break you off a piece of that limelight

[Chorus:]
It's like one, going two, going three, going four...
He'll give you the world, what could you want more?
The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and
Still content to wear a crucifix

[Verse 2:]
Until presented with what the truth is
You're probably gonna keep sitting down and settling for a crude myth
"Lighten up, get tact, get prudence"—
Please, wrap your head around the fact I'm not trying to be rude, Miss

It's just not my style
To lean back, have a laugh at a girl gone wild
Or a religion gone mild—
I said religion gone mild

Say what you will, but I won't side with 'em;
You can't speak truth without calling out the system
I won't have the devil thinking that his work is done
Up in your bedroom, calling out something like

[Chorus:]
One, two, three, going four...
I'll give you the world, what could you want more?
The kid turned five, now she pushing 5'6" and
So content to be a hypocrite