I lost all faith in my God, in his religion too
I told the angels they could sing their songs to someone new
I lost all trust in my friends, I watched my heart turn to stone
I thought that I was left to walk this wicked world alone
Tonight I'll dust myself off
Tonight I'll suck my gut in
I'll face the night and I'll pretend
I got something to believe in
And I had lost touch with reason
I watched life criticize the truth
I've been waiting for a miracle
I know you have too
Though I know I won't win
I'll take this one on the chin
We'll raise a toast and I'll pretend
I got something to believe in
And I don't believe in Jesus, how can I believe The Pope?
If I don't believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope?
If there's nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin?
The world that gives you nothing, I need something to believe in
Something to believe in, something to believe in
I don't believe in Jesus, how can I believe The Pope?
If I don't believe in heroin, how can I believe in dope?
If there's nothing but survival, how can I believe in sin?
The world that gives you nothing, I need something to believe in
Something to believe in, to believe in
Even John F. Kennedy, to Robert Kennedy
For Martin Luther King, for all those who believe
Say, "Hey, hey, hey, hey"
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
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The lyrical hero is searching for an ideal to follow during his time in this world. The denial here is not related with God but more with the atrocities the church (Pope) has commited over the years.