Speak to us Smooth Things

Please Mr Preacher, you Bible teacher
Don't shine a bright light on doing what's right
Why don't you feature another creature
The wolf doesn't bite; he preaches delight

What God will allow is your best life now
No need for a loss; don't mention the cross
Health, wealth anyhow is the sacred cow
So you are the boss, preach profit not loss

Speak to us smooth things, the toys that God brings
Don't preach about hell, sin and please don't yell
Just tell us we're kings, how good always wins
And things will go well, forever we'll dwell

So preach to deceive and not to aggrieve
Don't preach that the cross shows we must take loss
Deceptions please weave; preach lies or we'll leave
So preach like a boss but not of the cross