Lyrics

Dirty

When you’re dirty
Your hands are dirty
Even God himself can’t make you clean
When you’re dirty
Your hands are dirty
Even God himself can’t make you clean

Well you can beg
You can beg
And you can plead
You can plead
Raise up your hands
Raise up your hands
Get on your knees
Get on your knees
And try to wash
Try to wash
Your sins away
Your sins away
But the Devil’s gonna make you pay

When you’re tainted
Your soul is tainted
Even God himself can’t help you now
When you’re tainted
Your soul is tainted
Even God himself can’t help you now

Well, you can stand
You can stand
At the pearly gates
At the pearly gates
Tell St. Peter
Tell St. Peter
About your fate
‘bout your fate
Yeah, you can sing
You can sing
Your sad story
But the Devil’s got a place for you in purgatory

When you’re dirty
Your hands are dirty
Even God himself can’t make you clean