Don't ever talk to strangers No matter what you do Cause the person that it angers Might be stranger than me or you Couldn't go to church on Sunday Where the God-fearing congregate The Bible-belt is getting tighter Do you accept this indoctrinate? He will reveal his sins on prime-time And try to reach the destitute But in the back of a station wagon I saw the preacher and the prostitute One jump into the darkness Of emotional abyss Try to land on both feet standing In the storm that we will start to miss Everybody seems to be calling Bring me your humble and your meek While I still believe that I'm falling It's just the truth that now I wanna speak He will reveal his sins on prime-time And try to reach the destitute But in the back of a station wagon I saw the preacher and the prostitute