The First Stone letra

Hey, you sinners, open all the doors
Have I got news for you
About that money loving preach of yours

Friday night you'll find him taking pictures
Of a model in a cheap hotel
Sunday morning he's raving from the pulpit
Threatening to send us all to hell, well, well

Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw
Don't throw any stones
If you can't live by what you teach
You better leave alone

Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw
Don't throw any stones
Unless you practice what you preach
You'll never find love

Can't find love
Can't find love
Can't find love
Can't find love

Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw
Don't throw any stones
If you can't live by what you teach
You better leave alone

Don't throw, don't throw, don't throw
Don't throw any stones
Unless you practice what you preach
You'll never find love

Hey, you sinners, well, you never can tell
The glory train is leaving in the morning
But the preacher's there to say farewell, well, well

Can't find love
Can't find love
Can't find love
Can't find love
Can't find love
Can't find love

Yet be you who is without sins, cast the first stone
(the first stone, the first stone, the first stone)

Can't find love
Can't find love
You can't find love
You can't find love