Soap

I'm bleaching and scrubbing

Been rubbin around in the dirt

Infested Infected

My soul beginning to hurt

I'll whitewash my tombstone

So bright and white and clean

But I don't think no one can see the rot beneath

What Soap can never wash away

Deodorize or disinfect

The dirty hands of a derelict

What soap can never wash away

The blood-stained hands of a guilty man

Only Your love can

We're fickle; we're wayward

Rubbin shoulders with fallen angels

And carry epidemics

Spread around by street corner medics

We try and we try

To heal with the naked eye

And find a cure for the sinful seed

We carry in our genes

What Soap can never wash away

Deodorize or disinfect

The dirty hands of a derelict

What soap can never wash away

The blood-stained hands of a guilty man

Only Your love can

What Soap can never wash away

Deodorize or disinfect

The dirty hands of a derelict

What soap can never wash away

The blood-stained hands of a guilty man

Only Your love can

Only Your love can

Only Your love can

Only Your love can

Only Your love can

Only Your love can