Well we give them the election They keep filling our heads full of lies Can we trust in new directons When their promises are in disquise Well someday the truth will catch up I just hope it don't catch us all by surprise They preach this thing, religion But we show no faith at all Follow suit on Sunday But on Monday, forget it all If the times should find us needing him Then my friends, Lord have mercy on our soul It's the same old wine In a brand new bottle It's the same old wine In a brand new bottle Teach our children virture Then we send'em off to war Then we ask ourselves the question What and the hell are we fighting for If you should find a reason Well don't be afraid to open the door Well don't be afraid Same old wine From a brand new bottle Same old wine From a brand new bottle The same old wine From a brand new bottle