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