Hey you, mr preacher
With ya tv show jesus feature
Your angel-white tuxedo suits
And demon-killer cowboy boots
Gathering all the lost to save
Them from hell's hell's firey coals
Oh mr show-man on your stage
There to convert at evil to rage
All those in pain, for gold and gain
Its power you crave not souls to save
With ya grubby paws and holy laws
Dark incense drama
Talk of karma
I see paypal prayers
And your saintly stares
That offer for a price
To roll the heavenly dice
Pay extra and you win
Free from guilt and sin
There is no love
Here or above
Pastor or priest
Mark of the beast
Patter and pitch
Will make you rich
Like rip and roar
Of fang and claw
The meek you seek
The slow the weak
You know will sign
For blood and wine
the BUTTERFLY GHOSTS - Pain is good for the Soul Lyrics
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Hey you, mr preacher
With ya tv show jesus feature
Your angel-white tuxedo suits
And demon-killer cowboy boots
Gathering all the lost to save
Them from hell's hell's firey coals
Oh mr show-man on your stage
There to convert at evil to rage
All those in pain, for gold and gain
Its power you crave not souls to save
With ya grubby paws and holy laws
Dark incense drama
Talk of karma
I see paypal prayers
And your saintly stares
That offer for a price
To roll the heavenly dice
Pay extra and you win
Free from guilt and sin
There is no love
Here or above
Pastor or priest
Mark of the beast
Patter and pitch
Will make you rich
Like rip and roar
Of fang and claw
The meek you seek
The slow the weak
You know will sign
For blood and wine
With ya tv show jesus feature
Your angel-white tuxedo suits
And demon-killer cowboy boots
Gathering all the lost to save
Them from hell's hell's firey coals
Oh mr show-man on your stage
There to convert at evil to rage
All those in pain, for gold and gain
Its power you crave not souls to save
With ya grubby paws and holy laws
Dark incense drama
Talk of karma
I see paypal prayers
And your saintly stares
That offer for a price
To roll the heavenly dice
Pay extra and you win
Free from guilt and sin
There is no love
Here or above
Pastor or priest
Mark of the beast
Patter and pitch
Will make you rich
Like rip and roar
Of fang and claw
The meek you seek
The slow the weak
You know will sign
For blood and wine
Writer: Nigel Smith
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