Get around prepare the walk
The preacher will come, he’ll talk the talk
Shine your shoes, let’s build his throne
Give all you can, build stone on stone
Bigger and better than ever before
Exceed the limits your hands are sore
You will provide you will abide
Who can’t keep up is left behind
Preaching is what preachers do
But fuck who puts the weight on who
Get around the preacher’s gone
He packed and left the place alone
He promised all for everyone
But what’s been said must now be done
Who has been filling you with hope
It was the devil in a velvet rope
And who stands firm and keeps the course
The grinder and the working horse
Preaching is what preachers do
But fuck who puts the weight on who
So much lifeblood and spilled whine
Just to make a talker shine
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