Текст песни Barbara, your husband is gay (interlude)

You hone in on every sin, except the ones in your control But Barbara, we both know that's not how Jesus rolls You're yellin' at other peoples' kids in the comments section freaking out But Barbara, do you know where your kids are right now? You spend every waking hour on your laptop playing God But Barbara, oh Barbara, even God thinks this is odd You spend so much time on Facebook, you can't see what's in your face If you came up for air and took a rage break from the hate You might notice that your husband's been out with the boys for days Don't worry Barbara, I'm sure he isn't gay