The Chosen

I don't have care about the hungry
 I don't have care about the destruction
 I don't care about peace
 I don't care about libya
 I don't care about police brutality
 I don't care about limbless children
 Because Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
 Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
 I don't have care about today vietnam
 I don't have care about a soldier's nightmare
 I don't care about dropping napalm
 I don't care about tormented twisted mind
 I don't care about tax dollar bumps
 I don't care about training boys to murder
 Because Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
 Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
 Sitting in your high chair at the right hand of God
 Standing at the podium
 Reaching what's right in your mind
 Because Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven
 Jesus is gonna hold my hand all the way to heaven