Hey, who’s that in your trash cans with a bible in hand, I think it’s my Dad, or another strange man, He looks kinda Mad, Does he understand, That we’re only playing a game, Trying to have a good time when we feel the same, But now the game’s over, He’s coming over, Cross on the shoulder, I warned ya, I warned ya, I warned ya, I warned ya. Run for your dice, You wish you had when they, Try to control your life, And leave you, Locked in your bedroom. With a Bible in your hand. Run for your dice, You wish you had when they, Try to control your life, And leave you, Locked in your bedroom. With a Bible in your hand. If you see a mom with a grudge, roaming in the mall, With a “BADD” written on her shirt, Better make a call, Gaming buddies, This mom’s dangerous. To guys like me, Who play D and D, All them rational people will never believe, That if you play a game, they’ll hunt you on the street, If you been through what I’ve been, Than you’re better to deceive, To deceive them. Run for your dice, You wish you had when they, Try to control your life, And leave you, Locked in your bedroom. With a Bible in your hand. Run for your dice, You wish you had when they, Try to control your life, And leave you, Locked in your bedroom. With a Bible in your hand. (spoken) Father: Um Listen Son, could I talk to you please? Son: Umm sure, no problem Father: It’s ‘bout this DD game you’re playing Son: Alright? Father: My God Son, I can’t believe that you’re involved in this… crap! Son: But it’s just a game! Father: I’m not stupid. Son: What?. Father: Actually Son, I know everything about it. I-I know it’s Satan... Son: pardon? Father: ... and son I know it is ruining your mind and that you are wasting your life… Son: What? Father: actually son... (Father Singing) I liked you to hear me now and Stop this nonsense, Because I know what is best for you, And I want you to make something of yourself, so I signed you up for football, Full Contact Football, I’m so glad we’ve this talk together now Son Whispering: Someone call a therapist! Father: Do you like the shoulder pads I bought you? Run for your dice, (Yeah Run for those dice) Try to control your life (cause they’ll try to control your Life) Locked in your bedroom (when you're locked in your bedroom) Bible in hand (Hey, yeah) Run for your dice, (You better run for your dice boy) Try to control your life (Or they’ll try to control your life) Locked in your bedroom (Make you locked in your bedroom) Bible in hand (Hey, yeah) (Oh oh) Run for your dice (oh boy) You'll be locked in your bedroom with bible in hand (ooh ooh) ooh's (fading)