God requires a sacrifice, but moneychangers sold it in the temple,
Taking what the Lord laid down in his word, and turned it to something evil,
Jesus came in, you know what came down - he drove the sellers to their knees,
This is a house of prayer, but you made it a den of thieves.
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Who made the music?
Who is the star?
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
When the moneychangers go too far, smash the guitar.
So many rockers are missing the boat; too bad they can’t walk on water,
Making music for the prince of the dark, turning their back on the Father
No more meek and mild at the end of time; I promise you he is no liar,
And all of the things that don’t shout his praise are gonna burn, burn, burn, burn in the fire.
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Who made the music?
Who is the star?
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
When the moneychangers go too far, smash the guitar.
I have no song to sing, but that of Christ my king.
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
You’ve gotta thrash, bash, smash,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Who made the music?
Who is the star?
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
When the moneychangers go too far, smash the guitar.
Smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar,
Smash, smash, smash the guitar.
