Godfrey Birtill - Gas, Gas, Gas Lyrics

Well, if the church is dead
It's disconnected from the head
If it's dry dust preach
And you just shuffle in your seat
If you're bored to the bone
And just playing with your iPhone?
Well there's a rattle, rattle, rattle, rattle, rattle
That's warning you

A gas, gas, gas!
Look out! Look out! for the
A gas, gas, gas!

If it's consumerism
And McDonaldization
And gone from participation
To just observation
Training you to be salesmen
For an empire vision.

If the servant leadership
Turns into a dictatorship
And goes from real relationships
To how many's in the membership?
If it's all about come in...and not about going!