Let me apologize in advance For the way my friend behaves He'll pick a fight and take a holy stance He's so proud that he's so saved I hope you don't judge Jesus By the things my friend will say He holds a bible like a dagger And he twists it just that way He just loves conversation - like a cat loves a bird I guess he's always been a good man - in the worst sense of the word The good knights went out to save the day In the age of the crusades A sharp sword on a tortured soul They were sure the point was made Any tool can be a weapon If it's used with that intent The devil's great at quoting scripture And confusing what it meant So all the evils done for Jesus - it is a history so absurd But there will always be a good man - in the worst sense of the word They 'jacked a plane to make a sneak attack They were trained to die in flames Their last words were to God above Just to praise His holy name For all the terror and destruction They felt no sense of shame You gotta wonder why religion Can make people so insane But their devotion was unquestioned - follow straight and never swerve The devil always needs a good man - in the worst sense of the word