Speaking My Mind Is Trouble

Words and Music by The Coyote

I mentioned about how the Nuns always complained I asked too many questions.
I just had a harder time than most kids swallowing a lot of those Bible stories.
It's my nature. If I'm going to learn something, I want to understand it.

The Bible's like Shakespeare: without someone to explain it - - it's hard to understand.
But those Nuns. "You've just got to believe in the Bible. You have to have 'faith'..."
That worked for most of the kids.
The only thing I had faith in was 'dinner at 5:00.'
Gotta hand it to Mom. She ALWAYS had dinner on time.

But I wasn't as gullible as most of my timid Catechismers.
I wasn't asking for a miracle.
I just wanted an explanation.
So those Nuns stepped up the answer to,
"It's a sin to question the Bible. It's blasphemy to question God!"

Well, I knew God was on a vacation,
so I wasn't too worried about lightning bolts or a flood.
Oh yeah. I did get that flood. My toilet.
I wonder...

Anyway, I've always gotten in trouble for speaking my mind.
I remember Kenny Billiams saying to me in the sixth grade, "You ask too many questions!"

My parents had the best way of dealing with me.
They would just say, "Shut up!"
That worked.
I wonder if my parents have any idea how many questions they never answered.

Hey! If I've got something to say, I wanna say it.
If I've got a question to ask, you're gonna hear it.

"If you don't like it - - lump it."
(Probably another Catholic author).