Pagans Went Down to Texas
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Pagans went down to Texas, they were looking for a soul to soothe
They were kinda pissed at the Bible list and the fire and brimstone truth
They came across this preacher man with a bullhorn full of spite
And the pagans said, y'all talk a lot but y'all ain't got the light
They said we hear you yelling Jesus but you're hating all the same
Got a golden cross and a mega church but your God don't know our names
We don't need your damn salvation or your threats of holy wrath
We light a flame, dance in the rain and walk our own damn path
Fire in the sage, moon in the sky
Witches at the market with the glitter in their eye
Pinnacles swinging, incense burning bright
The pagans came to Texas and they brought the second light
We don't need no savior scream
Just a drumbeat and a pagan dream
We ain't scared of brimstone lies
Your heaven sounds like compromise (yeah)
That pastor stood Bible in hand, said you folks are gonna fry
But his voice cracked like his morals did when the choir boy passed by
He yelled about the end times and the sins of loving free
While ignoring all the scandals in his own ministry
We don't judge by who you kiss or how you choose to pray
But we do call out the fake ass saints who guilt and then betray
So take your fear and Sunday suit and maybe learn some grace
'Cause we're out here healing trauma while you scream in empty space
Cauldrons bubble, candles gleam
We manifest a better dream
Crystals charge and hearts on fire
We'll build a world that lifts you higher
You preach hate, we preach delight
We dance beneath the stars at night
Your God's late, our magic's near
Texas got a new church, baby, and it's pagan run this year
So next time you hear drums in the pine and laughter in the air
Don't be scared, just pull up a chair
'Cause the pagans came to Texas
And hell, we're staying right here
They were kinda pissed at the Bible list and the fire and brimstone truth
They came across this preacher man with a bullhorn full of spite
And the pagans said, y'all talk a lot but y'all ain't got the light
They said we hear you yelling Jesus but you're hating all the same
Got a golden cross and a mega church but your God don't know our names
We don't need your damn salvation or your threats of holy wrath
We light a flame, dance in the rain and walk our own damn path
Fire in the sage, moon in the sky
Witches at the market with the glitter in their eye
Pinnacles swinging, incense burning bright
The pagans came to Texas and they brought the second light
We don't need no savior scream
Just a drumbeat and a pagan dream
We ain't scared of brimstone lies
Your heaven sounds like compromise (yeah)
That pastor stood Bible in hand, said you folks are gonna fry
But his voice cracked like his morals did when the choir boy passed by
He yelled about the end times and the sins of loving free
While ignoring all the scandals in his own ministry
We don't judge by who you kiss or how you choose to pray
But we do call out the fake ass saints who guilt and then betray
So take your fear and Sunday suit and maybe learn some grace
'Cause we're out here healing trauma while you scream in empty space
Cauldrons bubble, candles gleam
We manifest a better dream
Crystals charge and hearts on fire
We'll build a world that lifts you higher
You preach hate, we preach delight
We dance beneath the stars at night
Your God's late, our magic's near
Texas got a new church, baby, and it's pagan run this year
So next time you hear drums in the pine and laughter in the air
Don't be scared, just pull up a chair
'Cause the pagans came to Texas
And hell, we're staying right here
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.42] Pagans went down to Texas, they were looking for a soul to soothe
[00:13.53] They were kinda pissed at the Bible list and the fire and brimstone truth
[00:18.28] They came across this preacher man with a bullhorn full of spite
[00:23.17] And the pagans said, y'all talk a lot but y'all ain't got the light
[00:27.45] They said we hear you yelling Jesus but you're hating all the same
[00:32.49] Got a golden cross and a mega church but your God don't know our names
[00:37.14] We don't need your damn salvation or your threats of holy wrath
[00:41.77] We light a flame, dance in the rain and walk our own damn path
[00:46.86] Fire in the sage, moon in the sky
[00:49.25] Witches at the market with the glitter in their eye
[00:51.43] Pinnacles swinging, incense burning bright
[00:54.05] The pagans came to Texas and they brought the second light
[00:56.74] We don't need no savior scream
[00:58.20] Just a drumbeat and a pagan dream
[01:01.06] We ain't scared of brimstone lies
[01:03.37] Your heaven sounds like compromise (yeah)
[01:09.61] That pastor stood Bible in hand, said you folks are gonna fry
[01:14.58] But his voice cracked like his morals did when the choir boy passed by
[01:19.36] He yelled about the end times and the sins of loving free
[01:24.31] While ignoring all the scandals in his own ministry
[01:28.83] We don't judge by who you kiss or how you choose to pray
[01:33.51] But we do call out the fake ass saints who guilt and then betray
[01:38.47] So take your fear and Sunday suit and maybe learn some grace
[01:42.99] 'Cause we're out here healing trauma while you scream in empty space
[01:47.99] Cauldrons bubble, candles gleam
[01:50.39] We manifest a better dream
[01:52.82] Crystals charge and hearts on fire
[01:55.13] We'll build a world that lifts you higher
[01:57.58] You preach hate, we preach delight
[01:59.75] We dance beneath the stars at night
[02:02.44] Your God's late, our magic's near
[02:04.40] Texas got a new church, baby, and it's pagan run this year
[02:11.19] So next time you hear drums in the pine and laughter in the air
[02:15.12] Don't be scared, just pull up a chair
[02:18.48] 'Cause the pagans came to Texas
[02:20.95] And hell, we're staying right here
[02:23.72]
[00:13.53] They were kinda pissed at the Bible list and the fire and brimstone truth
[00:18.28] They came across this preacher man with a bullhorn full of spite
[00:23.17] And the pagans said, y'all talk a lot but y'all ain't got the light
[00:27.45] They said we hear you yelling Jesus but you're hating all the same
[00:32.49] Got a golden cross and a mega church but your God don't know our names
[00:37.14] We don't need your damn salvation or your threats of holy wrath
[00:41.77] We light a flame, dance in the rain and walk our own damn path
[00:46.86] Fire in the sage, moon in the sky
[00:49.25] Witches at the market with the glitter in their eye
[00:51.43] Pinnacles swinging, incense burning bright
[00:54.05] The pagans came to Texas and they brought the second light
[00:56.74] We don't need no savior scream
[00:58.20] Just a drumbeat and a pagan dream
[01:01.06] We ain't scared of brimstone lies
[01:03.37] Your heaven sounds like compromise (yeah)
[01:09.61] That pastor stood Bible in hand, said you folks are gonna fry
[01:14.58] But his voice cracked like his morals did when the choir boy passed by
[01:19.36] He yelled about the end times and the sins of loving free
[01:24.31] While ignoring all the scandals in his own ministry
[01:28.83] We don't judge by who you kiss or how you choose to pray
[01:33.51] But we do call out the fake ass saints who guilt and then betray
[01:38.47] So take your fear and Sunday suit and maybe learn some grace
[01:42.99] 'Cause we're out here healing trauma while you scream in empty space
[01:47.99] Cauldrons bubble, candles gleam
[01:50.39] We manifest a better dream
[01:52.82] Crystals charge and hearts on fire
[01:55.13] We'll build a world that lifts you higher
[01:57.58] You preach hate, we preach delight
[01:59.75] We dance beneath the stars at night
[02:02.44] Your God's late, our magic's near
[02:04.40] Texas got a new church, baby, and it's pagan run this year
[02:11.19] So next time you hear drums in the pine and laughter in the air
[02:15.12] Don't be scared, just pull up a chair
[02:18.48] 'Cause the pagans came to Texas
[02:20.95] And hell, we're staying right here
[02:23.72]