Some Red Handed Sleight of Hand

And now, we proudly present

songs perverse and songs of lament.

A couple of hymns of confession,

and songs that recognize our sick obsessions.

Sing along- I'm on the ugly organ again.

Sing along- I'm on the ugly organ, so lets 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 this 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 sermon

on the audience.



...So why do I think I'm any different?



I've been making money off my indifference.

We all pass the hat around,

'This is my body', this is the blood I found

on my hands after I wrote this album.

Play it off as stigmata for crossover fans...

some red handed sleight of hand.



Woah oh.






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