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, then for God sakes
Preach with conviction!
Strike up the band!
Woah, the conductor is beckoning.
Come congregation, and let’s sing like you mean it.
No, don’t you get it? Don’t you get it? Now, don’t you
move.
[Repeat x2]
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 walking
contradiction.
And I for one can see no blood from their hearts and the wrists
you allegedly slit.
And I for one won’t stand for this.
If this scene were a parish, you’d all be condemned.
Strike up the band!
Woah, the conductor is beckoning.
Come congregation, and let’s sing like you mean it.
No, don’t you get it? Don’t you get it? Now, don’t you
move.
[Repeat x2]
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