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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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