[Lyric] Church of Better Daze (Boy Golden)

A one, two

I was talking to a street corner preacher
He said, "Man, I've got a few things I can teach ya
Teach ya how to live in a righteous way
Send you off to heaven this very day"
He said, "Gimme that bag, son
And make a small donation to the Church of Better Daze

He said first off
"You gotta bust up just enough green
Get it feeling good and fat, we're gonna roll ourselves a bat
Yeah, that's right kid, we're gonna smoke a grenade
Three and a half grams of triple A to the brain"
He said, "This ain't no pipe rip, are you feeling alright, kid?
It's the Church of Bettеr Daze"
Come on

Gotta roll it 'round ‘tween your fingertips
Shit this frеsh, you're gonna feel it stick
Tight along the sides and loose up on the end
If you screw that up just try, try again
'Cause nobody complains, we are all the same
At the Church of Better Daze
He said, "Secondly
You're gonna light it up, flick, sip, puff
Pass it along when you've had enough
Share it with the crowd, don't let it hit the ground
And when it comes back, just start another round
It's a righteous campaign, we are all saved
At the Church of Better Daze"

Alright, alright, settle down

'Cause on the seventh day, the lord took rest
Even the almighty need time to digest
Everything that's going on all of the time
Somewhere in the world, the sun is 'bout to rise
But before I start my day, I always go and pray
At the Church of Better Daze

He said one last thing before we part ways
"You gotta follow your heart, make good art
Call your mama, and work real hard
If you never ever cheat then you never have to lie
If you're in the right place, never ask for the time
Son, you can blaze, and you can still get paid
At the Church of Better Daze"

He said we're singing the praises of the rock of ages
At the Church of Better Daze
It's bit of a haze, but I'm feeling amazing at the Church of Better Daze
Oh, man
That was a good service