Song Lyrics
These gifts that i give are not mine, to this circle i ve started of women and men, with those cold and wooden thighs you ve polished for the orgy
Yes one after the other you ll have to wait on line, when inspiration is not divine
You ll become an addict of the certain kind, for every graduating disciple entering my discipline
But i will point you out of a million years of punch lines, yes with me in my purity and you in your sin
You will search for the jesus you know you can t win, to this circle i ve started of women and men
Just consider me the holiest of deli counters, i cannot service all at one time, but i will point you out of a million years of punch lines
My inspiration was not divine, i cannot service all at one time
And with my five and dime scissors, and after the sun falls the orgy begins, you know can t win with me and my purity and you in your sin
You know can t win with me and my purity and you in your sin, where the hell were you
Where the hell were you, but i will point you out of a million years of punch lines
to this circle i ve started of women and men
when i m a prophet i might let you in
But you ll have to wait on line, with those cold and wooden thighs you ve polished for the orgy Song, when inspiration is not divine
And the cane that i ll use to point to the crowd, but i will point you out of a million years of punch lines Song, these gifts that i give are not mine
Yes with me in my purity and you in your sin, yes with me in my purity and you in your sin
when i m a prophet i might let you in
For every graduating disciple entering my discipline, yeah with my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown Richard, you know can t win with me and my purity and you in your sin
and you ll sigh in the fashion of your mary magdalene
I might not be there to save you, to this circle i ve started of women and men
When i m a prophet i might let you in, i cannot service all at one time
But you ll have to wait on line, but you ll have to wait in line Song, but you ll have to wait on line like the rest of them
yes one after the other you ll have to wait on line
For every graduating disciple entering my discipline, cause when i m a prophet i might let you in, i ll cut the ribbons of commencement
You ll have to take a number, yeah with my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown
But you ll have to wait on line, to this circle i ve started of women and men Song, and after i ve prophesized if you want to sleep next to me
You know can t win with me and my purity and you in your sin, and references to pain i once thought was mine, these gifts that i give are not mine
And i became an addict of the certain kind, yes one after the other you ll have to wait on line Song, you ll become an addict of the certain kind
to this circle i ve started of women and men
But i will point you out of a million years of punch lines, i might not be there to save you
I ll cut the ribbons of commencement, you ll have to take a number Prophet, and when your inspiration just doesn t pull through
Yeah with my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown, with those cold and wooden thighs you ve polished for the orgy
And when your inspiration just doesn t pull through, but i will point you out of a million years of punch lines Prophet, to this circle i ve started of women and men
you ll become an addict of the certain kind
Where the hell were you, when inspiration is not divine, cause when i m a prophet i might let you in
and when my inspiration just didn t fall through
while you search for the jesus you know you can t win
I ll cut the ribbons of commencement, you ll become an addict of the certain kind, while you search for the jesus you know you can t win
to this circle i ve started of women and men
And when my inspiration just didn t fall through, and references to pain i once thought was mine, you ll become an addict of the certain kind
and with my five and dime scissors
You know can t win with me and my purity and you in your sin, i might not be there to save you, i ll cut the ribbons of commencement
you ll become an addict of the certain kind
And you ll sigh in the fashion of your mary magdalene, but i will point you out of a million years of punch lines Prophet, these gifts that i give are not mine
While you search for the jesus you know you can t win, these gifts that i give are not mine
these gifts that i give are not mine
yes one after the other you ll have to wait on line
And you ll sigh in the fashion of your mary magdalene, yeah with my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown
You know can t win with me and my purity and you in your sin, you ll become an addict of the certain kind, and after i ve prophesized if you want to sleep next to me
and the cane that i ll use to point to the crowd
For every graduating disciple entering my discipline, to this circle i ve started of women and men, you know can t win with me and my purity and you in your sin
yeah with my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown
yeah with my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown
Yes one after the other you ll have to wait on line, my inspiration was not divine, and the cane that i ll use to point to the crowd
I might not be there to save you, when i m a prophet i might let you in, yeah with my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown
to this circle i ve started of women and men
cause when i m a prophet i might let you in
i might not be there to save you
But you ll have to wait on line like the rest of them, but you ll have to wait in line, and when my inspiration just didn t fall through
I might not be there to save you, you will search for the jesus you know you can t win
My inspiration was not divine, for every graduating disciple entering my discipline, you ll become an addict of the certain kind