Are you tired of religions that only seem to bring you down, cramping your lifestyle like a certain thorny crown'
Are you sick of being told that you can't make it on your own'
If that's your case, I've got a place that you can call a home.

It's at the church of do what you want to, the church of do what you please,
The church of do what feels good, baby, and believe what you want to believe,
No absolutes, no wrong or right, just ambiguity.

Well, we don't believe in Heaven and we won't believe in Hell,
We threw away the Bible and the sacraments as well,
Jesus is just alright with us, just as long as you don't try to make him out as more than just an ordinary guy.

At the church of do what you want to, the church of do what you please,
The church of do what feels good, baby, and believe what you want to believe,
No absolute, no wrong or right, just vague philosophy,
At the church of do what you want to, the church of do what you please.

I...I know something's wrong,
Something once was here, but now it's gone, oh.

Turn in your hymnals to hymn number one,
It ain't "Holy, Holy, Holy," it's "Fun, Fun, Fun"
Don't need a saviour 'cause we got no flaws,
They ain't sins no more; they're more like spiritual faux pas.

I...I know something's wrong,
But, frankly, I am having too much fun.

At the church of do what you want to,
Church of do what you want to,
Ch-ch-ch-church of do what you want to,
Church of do what you want to.