Preacher Songtext
von Baudelaire

He ain′t a preacher he just died for us all
Came from heaven in the boot of a car
He ain't a preacher he just died for us all
Came from heaven in the boot of a car
This guy′s a chapel to himself
This guy's a chapel to himself
It's detrimental to his health
It′s detrimental to his health

I′ve got a question that burns on the tongue
Without even saying, without even saying
I've got a question –
Do you mind if I live a lie, live a lie, live a lie
I′ve got a question that burns on the tongue
Without even saying, without even saying
I've got a question –
Do you mind if I live a lie, live a lie, live a lie


He′s interesting, yeah, a sight to behold
Such canned aggression you've never seen before
Mind your business, mind your business
Lot of wailing, please say it, don′t spray it
Why, your temptations, he can show you them all
The back of Rackhams' by the pay telephone
Dirty business, clergy business
Just a liar, a shotgun messiah

I've got a question that burns on the tongue
Without even saying, without even saying
I′ve got a question –
Do you mind if I live a lie, live a lie, live a lie
I′ve got a question that burns on the tongue
Without even saying, without even saying
I've got a question –
Do you mind if I live a lie, live a lie, live a lie

I get the feeling that there′s something else
I get the feeling that there's something else
I get the feeling that there′s something else
I get the feeling that there's something else
I get the feeling
I get the feeling
I get the feeling
I get the feeling


I′ve got a question that burns on the tongue
Without even saying, without even saying
I've got a question –
Do you mind if I live a lie, live a lie, live a lie
I've got a question
I′ll meet you outside
I read the Psalms, now my tongue′s on fire
I've got a question I′m posing myself
Got a light? Got a light?
Got a light? Got a light?