They go
walkin' in the church every
Sunday mornin'
They the self -appointed sin patrol
Well they whisper and they
gossip behind the back
of anybody that they can't control.
See that girl in the choir,
she's got an evil desire.
She must be drinking from
the devil's well.
She's a downright disgrace
with that paint on her face.
looks just like a jail cell.
And they're running around,
putting everybody down.
What are you trying to do?
You need to pick up the book
and take another look
Cause brother I got the news for you
You know
Jesus was sent with a new covenant
And he even died for you
You
Pharisee
You
Pharisee
Like a fatal disease
Like a fatal disease
Always flapping your jaw
Flapping your jaw
Tryin' to live by the law
You see that boy over there with
that long shaggy hair
Ought to be ashamed of himself
He's wearin' hip -hop clothes,
got a ring in his nose
Don't he know he's
goin' straight to hell
And in a yesterday morning
me and me sister
Johnson were talking on the party line
She said that
Deacon
Brown was having dinner
downtown
Somebody's eating with a glass of wine
And you act so righteous
and you look so pious
You always pay your tithes
But there's a rock in your heart
and a fire on your tongue
And there ain't no love in your eyes
Bad news is beguiling
and the devil is smiling
You gos sip and you criticize
New
Pharisees
Like a fatal dis ease
Always flapping your jaw
Trying to live by the law
Well, you can't live by the law
So quit flappin' your jaw
You
Pharisee
Yes, you're a lot like me
you