Well That Suits Me Fine

You say I am damned well that suits me fine Save your own soul mister you cannot save mine To worship the God you believe in you won't convert me With your way of thinking I do not agree The God that you say you serve you do not serve that well He surely did not tell you to tell me that I am bound for hell The God that you worship and to whom you are true One would hope is not as judgemental as you For my sins I am the one who has to pay Save your own soul mister for your own salvation pray I for one cannot say of a life beyond the grave And I and I only my own soul can save According to you I am destined for hell And I must pay the price of the mere infidel.