Quitting work early, Jimmy went home,
But [C]he never knocked on the [G]door.
[C]Catching his wife in [G]another man's arms,
[A]Acting like some stupid [D]we.
[G]He picked up his pride and took it outside.
He [C]just had to have him a [G]drink.
With his [C]hand on his pistol he [G]walked in a bar
And that's when he [D]started to [G]think
This life is turning from better to worse,
The [C]whole damn world's crazy he [G]swore.
What the hell's happening, Jesus [C]Christ?
Ain't there nothing sacred no [G]more?
(chorus)[G]Ain't there nothing sacred no more, lord, ain't [C]there nothing sacred no [G]more?
What the hell's happening, Jesus [C]Christ? Ain't there nothing sacred no [G]more.
Seeking repentence, she went to the church.
Expression was good for the soul.
The preacher undressed her, and then he blessed her,
By putting his faith in her hole.
Two hours later, feeling the guilt,
She finally confessed to the crime.
Then you could see how they believed she wasn't out of her mind.
What kind of preacher could stoop low enough
To make love to some common we?
What the hell's happening, Jesus Christ?
Ain't there nothing sacred no more?
(repeat chorus 2x)
But [C]he never knocked on the [G]door.
[C]Catching his wife in [G]another man's arms,
[A]Acting like some stupid [D]we.
[G]He picked up his pride and took it outside.
He [C]just had to have him a [G]drink.
With his [C]hand on his pistol he [G]walked in a bar
And that's when he [D]started to [G]think
This life is turning from better to worse,
The [C]whole damn world's crazy he [G]swore.
What the hell's happening, Jesus [C]Christ?
Ain't there nothing sacred no [G]more?
(chorus)[G]Ain't there nothing sacred no more, lord, ain't [C]there nothing sacred no [G]more?
What the hell's happening, Jesus [C]Christ? Ain't there nothing sacred no [G]more.
Seeking repentence, she went to the church.
Expression was good for the soul.
The preacher undressed her, and then he blessed her,
By putting his faith in her hole.
Two hours later, feeling the guilt,
She finally confessed to the crime.
Then you could see how they believed she wasn't out of her mind.
What kind of preacher could stoop low enough
To make love to some common we?
What the hell's happening, Jesus Christ?
Ain't there nothing sacred no more?
(repeat chorus 2x)
