Mar 23, 2005 20:21
and now we proudly preset
songs perverse and songs of lament
a couple hymns of confession
and songs that recognize our sick obsessions
sing along i'm on the ugly organ, again
sing alone i'm on the ugly organ, so let's begin
there's no use to keep a secret
everything i hide ends up in lyrics
so read on, accuse me when you're done
if it sounds like i did you wrong.
our father who art in heaven
save me from the wreck i'm about to drown in
didn't i learn anything
counting out my sins on rosary beads
the reverend plays on the ugly organ
he spews out his sweet and salty sermens
on the audience
so why do i think i'm any differnt
i've been making money off my indifference
we all pass the hat around
this is my body, this is the blood i've found
on my hands
after i wrote this album
play it off as stigmata for crossover fans
some red-handed sleight of hand.
i don't know why i like that song so much.