Some Red Handed Sleight of Hand — текст песни (cursive)

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- Im on the ugly organ again.

Sing along- Im on the ugly organ, so lets begin.

Theres no use to keep a secret,

Everything I hide ends up in lyrics...

So read on- accuse me when youre done-

If it sounds like I did you wrong.



Our father, who art in heaven,

Save me from this wreck Im about to drown in.

Didnt I learn anything counting out

My sins on rosary beads?

The reverend plays on the ugly organ;

He spews out his sweet ad salty sermon

On the audience.



...so why do I think Im any different?



Ive 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.