Not about to try Time to please no one The first at last begins You martyr, you child You should ask for more Tired of being your no one Fame can hurt the soul You martyr, you child Leave This is not for real Forever pleasing someone The first at last begins You martyr, you child You martyr, you child Leave

They say times are changing so we should change too Trade our Old Time Religion for something new Our faith is out dated why live in the past? Well my answer is simple so if you ask I still love to hear how Gods love paid the cost His passion was fastened by nails to a cross I still love the sound as the Saints start to sing Songs of the blood Jesus shed just for me I still love an altar where broken ones pray And find what is found in no other way It may be Old Fashioned but its real, still. So I'll stay on the Old Path that brought us this far That saved countless millions and reached hardened hearts Although times are changing forever will There'll still be one Savior one Calvary's Hill I still love to hear how Gods love paid the cost His passion was fastened by nails to a cross I still love the sound as the Saints start to sing Songs of the blood Jesus shed just for me I still love an altar where broken ones pray And find what is found in no other way It may be Old Fashioned but its real, still. I still love to hear how Gods love paid the cost His passion was fastened by nails to a cross I still love the sound as the Saints start to sing Songs of the blood Jesus shed just for me I still love an altar where broken ones pray And find what is found in no other way It may be Old Fashioned but its real, still. It may be Old Fashioned but it real, still.

It's hard to leave your bed The cool and hard summer sheets Hangover hangin' on by the fangs Walk to work on wild feet Get to the back door Look around and turn the key Turn on all the lights Take down the chairs and make things neat Hey there, coffee girl Beautiful and disaffected It was perfect 'til He came along and wrecked it Your favourite mixed tape You popped it into the deck Don't care it's out of date Old Cat Power and classic Beck Beware purveyors of cool With their compacts of one Taking cannons to fools When all you need's a BB gun Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Beautiful and disaffected It was perfect 'til (it was perfect 'til) He came along and wrecked it One night he'll make you choose I am sorry but he will The hardscape or your shoes When the moon's behind the hill Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Beautiful and disaffected It was perfect 'til (It was perfect 'til) He came along and wrecked it Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Hey there, coffee girl