Текст песни cursive - The Ugly Organist
cursive - The Ugly Organist слова песни
And now, we proudly presentsongs perverse and songs of lamentA couple hymns of confession,and songs that recognize our sick obsessionsSing along i`m on the ugly organ againSing along I`m on the ugly organ so let`s beginThere`s no use to keep a secret,everything I hide ends up in lyricsso read on. accuse me when you`re doneif it sounds like I did you wrongOur father, who art in heaven,save me from this wreck I am about to drown in.Didn`t I learn anything counting outmy sins on rosary beads?The reverend play on an ugly organ;he spews his sweet and salty sermonon 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 foundon our hand after I wrote this album.Play it off as stigmata for crossover fanssone red handed sleight of handWoah oh.