Let he without sin cast the first stone.
And they show up with boulders,
can't even carry them on their shoulders.
There are little rocks on the ground,
with their eyes they can't be found.
Little rocks aren't big enough,
boulders make them appear perfectly tough.
They unload their weight,
then turn toward heavens gate.
Every sunday in church they are,
later on they sit in the bar,
then get behind the wheel of their car.
After they burn and crash,
they feel they've ran into trash.
Nothing is never their fault,
not even the husband or wife assault.
If it wasn't for this,
and wasn't for that,
they wouldn't have choked the dog or cat.
After they throw their boulder,
they knee pray the beholder.
Thanks for the connection,
but I need no correction.