Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction, Forgive our sins Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues selling faux sermons Because I am a new wave gospel sharp, And you'll be thy witness So gentlemen, if you are going to preach, For God sakes preach with conviction!
Strike up the band! WoOw ho! 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 up the band! WhOw ho! 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 lights! We sure are in for a show tonight.
In this little number we are graced by two displays of character, We've got: the gunslinger extraordinaire, a walking contradiction; And I for one can see no blood From the hearts and the wrists you allegedly slit And I for one won't stand for this If the scene were a parish You'd all be condemned.
Strike up the band! WoOw ho! 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 up the band! WoOw ho 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.
Just stay where I can see you. Douse the lights! ...We sure are in for a show tonight
Just stay where I can see you. Douse the lights! ...We sure are in for a show tonight
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Strike up the band! WoOw ho! 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 up the band! WoOw ho! 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...
Don't you move Don't you move! Strike up the Band!