Slow to marry, swift to die
We leave disasters where they lie
I know these lines look crooked on paper
But I swear I got it straight in my head
And if you're looking for somebody to blame
I recommend the dead, I recommend the dead
'Cause they never answer back
[Verse 2]
Skinny dipping in the lake
I got the itch, I drank the wake
Could somebody please hand me a towel?
And now we're up on molehill mountain
Scraping coins out of the fountain
With a retinue of dirty, old, young, young men again
[Chorus]
But when I get back from Nashville
I'm renting a room in the loyalty building
I'm sure that the prospects are sound
In the event of calamitous circumstance
Or great, good fortune
There must be a reason, there must be a plan
[Verse 3]
A palace in receivership
A jester with a busted lip
A catalogue of crooked answers
We've all heard about the rapist nun
She pulled a switch on everyone
The altar boys are not having fun
And the papacy is drawing up the papers behind closed doors
[Chorus]
But in the meanwhile
I'm renting a room in the loyalty building
I'm sure that the prospects are sound
In the event of calamitous circumstance
Or great, good fortune
There must be a reason, there must be a plan
[Verse 1] Slow to marry, swift to die We leave disasters where they lie I know these lines look crooked on paper But I swear I got it straight in my head And if you're looking for somebody to blame I recommend the dead, I recommend the dead 'Cause they never answer back [Verse 2] Skinny dipping in the lake I got the itch, I drank the wake Could somebody please hand me a towel? And now we're up on molehill mountain Scraping coins out of the fountain With a retinue of dirty, old, young, young men again [Chorus] But when I get back from Nashville I'm renting a room in the loyalty building I'm sure that the prospects are sound In the event of calamitous circumstance Or great, good fortune There must be a reason, there must be a plan [Verse 3] A palace in receivership A jester with a busted lip A catalogue of crooked answers We've all heard about the rapist nun She pulled a switch on everyone The altar boys are not having fun And the papacy is drawing up the papers behind closed doors [Chorus] But in the meanwhile I'm renting a room in the loyalty building I'm sure that the prospects are sound In the event of calamitous circumstance Or great, good fortune There must be a reason, there must be a plan Explain Request ×
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