The filthy rich and the filthy poor
Everbody passes through the automatic door
Jesus on the Cross, Muhammad kneeling on the floor
Everbody passes through the automatic door
Except for me
You see I've lived a good life
I never took too many drugs
I never cheated on my wife
Except for her
Best friends but that was just a fling
Besides it doesn't really count if I take off my wedding ring
The suffragettes are standing with their surfboards on the shore
They're gonna ride a big one through the automatic door
Jesus on the Cross, Muhammad kneeling on the floor
Everbody passes through the automatic door
Oh glory be
And then the knife in the back
You're either with us or against us
Ain't no grass in the crack
Are gonna grow
With all them weeds hanging round
At least the sun is in the sky and it's a beautiful sound
On cobblestone I walk a crooked mile
Whilst polishing the sugar in my smile
Where has gone the mother we call mom?
Child becomes the father to the bomb
The weekends you've been spending at the holy hardware store
To build yourself a bunker with an automatic door
But don't forget the bullets and the handgun in the drawer
In case the switch is broken on the automatic door
Jesus on the Cross, Muhammad kneeling on the floor
Everbody passes through the automatic door
The filthy filthy rich and all the filthy filthy poor
Everbody passes through the automatic door
Jesus on the Cross, Muhammad kneeling on the floor
Everbody passes through the automatic door
Except for me
(The filthy rich and the filthy poor)
Everbody passes through the automatic door
Except for me
(The filthy rich and the filthy poor)
Everbody passes through the automatic door
Except for me
(The filthy rich and the filthy poor)
Everbody passes through the automatic door