Make Me Pure (Edit)

So I sing a song To reel 'em in It's a song I sung before And a song I'm gonna sing again I mean every word I don't mean a single one of them Oh Lord Make me pure But not yet Don't have to try I just dial it in I've never found a job That for me was worth bothering I've got a ton of selfish genes And lazy bones beneath this skin Oh Lord Make me pure But not yet Smoking kills Sex sells I've got one hand in my pocket But the other one looks cool as hell I know I'm gonna die So my revenge is living well Oh Lord Make me pure But not yet I stopped praying So I hope this song will do I wrote it all for you I'm not perfect But you don't mind that, do you? I know you're there to pull me through Aren't you? So I look for love I like the search And I'll be standing for election All across the known Universe That every president Get the country she deserves Oh Lord Make me pure But not yet And I've been seeing Somebody's wife She said she'd leave him for me And I said that wasn't wise You can't lie to a liar Because of all the lies Oh Lord Please make me pure But not yet