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Front rooms

Back rooms

Slide into tables

Crowd into bathrooms

Joke around

Cheap talk

Deep talk

Talk talk talk around the clock

Crawl home

Lie down

Teeth chatter

Heart pounds

I don't feel so good
I don't feel so good

Push a button to escape

Preacher on the tube crying Lord

There's evil in this land

Cast down these d**e fiends

And there noisy bands

Preacher preaching love like vengeance

Preaching love like hate

Calling for large donations

Promising estates

Rolling lawns and angel bands

Behind the pearly gates

You know he will have his in this life

But yours will have to wait

He's immaculately tax free

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Pissed off

Jacked up

Scream into the mike

Spit into the loving cup

Strut like a rooster

March like a man

God's hired hands and the devil bands

Packing the same grandstands

Different clothes

Different hair

Raise a screaming guitar or a bible in the air

Theatre of anguish

Theatre of glory

God's hired hands and the devil bands
Oh come let us adore ME

Lord there's danger in this land

You get witch-hunts and wars

When church and state hold hands

Tonight I'm going dancing

With the drag queens and the punks

Big beat deliver me

From this sanctimonious skunk

We're no flaming angels

And he's not heaven sent

How can he speak for the Prince of Peace

When he's hawk-right militant

And he's immaculately tax free

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