Reverend Blowhand

You're so white

And you're so right

They used to sit with their checkbooks

And watch you on Saturday night

And you made sure they knew

They were born in sin

And gave the address

Where they could mail it in

Uh-huh

Save ya, uh-huh

So you preached

And you beseeched

The old and the sad and the weak

Were the people you reached

And they made you famous

They made you fat

And God forgave you

Or something like that

Uh-huh

Save ya, uh-huh

Ain't that sweet

Ain't that clever

They're thinking they'll live forever

You brought it

And they bought it

Now life is a breeze

Reverend Blowhard

Hey have a cigar

Ride in the car

With the bar

Your chauffeur has a halo!

You were the man

But he's got a plan

Work on your tan

But lay low

Hey buddy the chosen are few

But you got some 'splainin' to do

The hooker that died in your room

And the sailors who tied you with duct tape

And wailed with that cat-o'-nine-tails

All those tales

That's one indulgence you could not sell

Your friends of the flesh

Left their surprise from hell

Uh-huh

Ain't life whack

Ain't life funny

All the things you can get with money

They brought it

And you bought it

Get down on your knees

Ain't that sweet

Ain't that clever

Our heaven is now or never

But you brought it

And they bought it

It's all a disease

Reverend Blowhard

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