On the back pew of an early, early
church there sat a young boy
Where he frequently would perch to hear
the news of the coming of the flood
And that young boy, he grew up
to be a man of brave discovery
Curiosity to spare, but he couldn't sell 'em
on the wondrous things he found
On the ground...in the Galapagos
Can I get a little church in my state?
Give me one ore reason to hate
everything around me.
And baby it confounds me.
Can I get a little church in my state?
Give me one more reason to hate
everything around me.
Cause baby it surrounds me.
You think you're gonna hear the news
and it's the same old thing.
He was taking abuse for speaking
the truth to them.
So he gave up and he moved on down to the Galapagos.
Cause no one could see the genius
but he in things changing.
Can I get a little church in my state?
Give me one more reason to hate
everything around me.
And baby it confounds me.
Can I get a little church in my state?
Give me one more reason to hate
everything around me.
Cause baby it surrounds me.