Lyrics: I Constantly Thank God For Esteban

Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction,
Forgive our sins,
Forged at the pulpit with forked tongues,
Selling faux sermons.
Because I am a new wave gospel sharp,
And you'll be thy witness.

So gentlemen,
if you're going to preach,
For God sakes, preach with conviction.

Strike up the band!
Woa-Oh the conductor is beckoning,
Come, congregation,
Let's sing it like you mean it.
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now, don't you move. [x2]

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
We sure are in for a show.

In this little number we are graced,
By two displays of character.
We've got the gunslinger extraordinaire,
walking contradiction.

I for one can see no blood, from the hearts,
And the wrists you allegedly slit.
And I for one wont stand for this,
If this scene were a parish you'd all be condemned.

Strike up the band!
Woa-Oh the conductor is beckoning,
Come, congregation,
Let's sing it like you mean it.
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now, don't you move.

Strike up the band!
Woa-Oh the conductor is beckoning,
Come, congregation,
Let's sing it like you mean it.
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now, don't you, don't you move.

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!
We sure are in for a show tonight. [x2]

Just stay where I can see you.
Douse the lights!

La da da da da da da, Da da da da da da da,
La da da da da da da.

Strike up the band!
Woa-Oh the conductor is beckoning,
Come, congregation,
Let's sing it like you mean it.
No, don't you get it, don't you get it?
Now, don't you move. [x2]

Don't you move. Don't you move,
Strike up the band!