Текст песни Preacher, Preacher

[Music: James Gulotta, Chris Lykins]

[Lyrics: Brian Zimmerman, Chris Lykins]

Preacher tell me no lies

Send me more money

Or else I will die

You go to church every day

Trying to find god

So you give them your pay

I'll tell you evil

Yet I do no wrong

Chapter fifteen

Let's sing another song

Have my own show

Even make videos

Just more money

To stick up my nose

[Chorus:]

He's not afraid to lie

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My wife's recovering from coke

I buy it for my family

But I'll never go broke

People come for help they say

You take their money

And you send them away

I have a few billion

Not much to me

I need a lot more

Thanks to my greed

Have fourteen houses

And fifteen cars

Lay back in my mansion

And watch people starve

[Repeat Chorus]

[1st solo: Chris]

[2nd solo: Rick]

[Repeat chorus]