Ribbons went flying out the window As we drove down the interstate Sex was something so brand new It was hard as hell to wait She made faces at the goddamn rednecks They say, look at you boy.. You must worship satan Just because I had the same long hair as the jesus in all their paintings Yeah but church just made me scared of words like sermon, faith, and congregation in a world with so many answers left why do I need so many explanations to get closer to the truth and further from the sky and the static singes the speakers like a thousand hymns of inspiration the road just winds through the canyon like a big black snake headed for salvation I'm getting closer to the truth and further from the sky (same pattern through the rest of the song for verses and Choruses)