Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Tell Me No More


he was sorta a preacher
sorta a friend
wore a suit and tie
the king of goddamn

he got on the telly
and said we would burn
but the rain came and flooded
his every word
yes, the rain came and flooded
his every word

down in louisiana
they got stories to tell
girls in the windows
boys in the well

so many want mercy
so many want love
from way down below
and from up above
yes, from way down below
and from up above

(chorus)
tell me again, preacher
'bout the fire next time
tell me again
water to wine
tell me again
and again and again
tell me again
then tell me no more

the preacher man's house
it could not swim
it sat in the muddy
dumber than sin

god was a punisher
punishing him
down in the muddy
dumber than sin

(chorus)
tell me again, preacher
'bout the fire next time
tell me again
water to wine
tell me again
and again and again
tell me again
then tell me no more

ain't no rules in heaven
except there's a hitch
god don't like being
your little bitch

next time the preacher
cries in the south
fish will come swimming
right out of his mouth

(chorus)
tell me again, preacher
'bout the fire next time
tell me again
water to wine
tell me again
and again and again
tell me again
then tell me no more

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