Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction
Forgive our sins forged at the pulpit with forked-tongue-selling faux sermons
'Cause I am a new wave of gospel sharp and you'll be thy witness
A gentlemen if you're gonna preach. For God's sake, preach with conviction
Strike out the band! Whoa, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, let's sing it like you mean it.
No. Don't you get it? Don't you get it?
Now don't you move.
Strike out the band! Whoa, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, let's sing it like you mean it.
No. Don't you get it? Don't you get it?
Now don't you move.
Just stay where I can see you douse the light!
We sure are in for a show tonight.
In this little number, we're graced by two displays of character
We've got: the gunslinger extraordinaire v. walking contradictions
And I for one can see no blood from the hearts and the wrists you'd allegedly slit
And I for one won't stand for this. If this scene were a parish, y'all be condemned.
Strike out the band! Whoa, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, let's sing it like you mean it.
No. Don't you get it? Don't you get it?
Now don't you move.
Strike out the band! Whoa, the conductor is beckoning
Come, congregation, let's sing it like you mean it.
No. Don't you get it? Don't you get it?
Now don't you, don't you move.
Stay where I can see you douse the lights.
We sure are in for a show tonight!
Stay where I can see you douse the lights.
We sure are in - Stay where I can see you douse the lights.
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