Song Squawk – Hide the Beer, The Pastor’s Here

In the mid nineties, I had a little red Buick and a big ol’ bass box in the trunk, and would listen to “Christian Rock”, cranked to 11.

(What did you say? Huh? Can you say that again, I didn’t hear you….)

I have gotten away from that genre for many reasons, the least of which may be a loss of hearing, but some songs have stuck with me over the decades.

The artist’s I listened to sought to reflect Scriptural teaching for the most part. They ranged from “preaching” pop culture religion to significant theological teaching. As I listened to the lyrics, I found some to be quite challenging.

To be honest, I listened because I could justify the rock beat with “sanctified lyrics”.

Occassionaly I will post a song, supply the lyrics and make a comment or two. If you decide to listen to the tune, turn the speaker down unless you are already deaf. Some of the songs tend to have a certain “volume” about them!

This post will consider the song

Hide the Beer, The Pastor’s Here – by The Swirling Eddies

The song looks like a commentary on the average Christian’s fear of the Pastor, and how we seek to hide our real life from the professional beleiver. I think this song speak more to the hypocrisy in all our lives, and how the professional believer can find ways to mask his hypocrisy.

As she packed her bags and gathered her books
“Scripture Man” gave her that lustful look
Yes, lust is his brew, but no one sees through
His minty-fresh breath ain’t reeking

More to it than I first expected

Take a listen!

Hide the Beer, The Pastor’s Here – by The Swirling Eddies

Hide the Beer, The Pastor’s Here – by The Swirling Eddies

The straw runs down his arm and leg
Under the carpet
Out to the keg
A secret party tonight at Point Loma
And the hate in your heart you’re hiding well
But the booze on your breath is easy to smell
There’s a six pack to hide on the Oral U side
Let’s drive through Oklahoma

And hide the beer!
The pastor’s here!
Hide the beer!
Think of your career!
He might find out that we’re human beings
Bring us all down to the wrack and the ruin

She had a beer as an evening snack
When the “Scripture Man” planned a sneak attack
Suspension’s the buzz out at Wheaton
As she packed her bags and gathered her books
“Scripture Man” gave her that lustful look
Yes, lust is his brew, but no one sees through
His minty-fresh breath ain’t reeking

When the coast is clear, you can kiss me, dear
Together we’ll have hell to pay
So wear a beard
The pastor’s here
Put the R-rated movie away

Let me know what you think of the lyrics, and of the tunes!