Church ball Gets Violent

Lyrics by Cory Smith, music by Jerry Lee Lewis (Great Balls of Fire)

You shake your fist and you stomp on the floor

The referee just called foul number four

One broken bone

Free throw is thrown

Goodness gracious, church ball gets violent 


You blocked my shot and you thought it was funny

I stuck my elbow in your rib cage honey 

You speak your mind

Your words aren’t kind

Goodness gracious, church ball gets violent 


Push me baby, ooh, that hurt

Trip me, baby

How’d you get your footprint on my brand new shirt?

It’s bad, I’m mad

If you got ejected I’d be glad, glad, glad, glad


You grabbed my hand and you twisted my thumb

This game’s dangerous, but it sure is fun

Come on, baby,

Let’s go crazy

Goodness gracious, church ball gets violent


[Piano solo]


Well, push me baby, ooh, that hurt

Trip me, baby

You got your footprint on my brand new shirt

It’s bad, I’m mad

What even makes it worse is I’m your dad, dad, dad, dad


You grabbed my hand and you twisted my thumb

I pound your head like it’s a big bass drum

Come on, baby,

Let’s go crazy

Goodness gracious, church ball gets violent 


[Guitar solo]

[Piano solo]


I say, goodness gracious, church ball gets violent!