Robbie Williams - Make me pure - 2005


So I sing a song
To reel 'em in
It's a song I've sung before and
A song I'm going to 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 than why am I?
I splitt 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 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 got one hand in my pocket but the other one looks cool as hell
I know I'm gonna 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
Every president gets the country she deserves
Oh Lord, make me pure - but not yet

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 - not yet