Beck "Profanity Prayers" Songtext

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Profanity Prayers

In a cast iron cage you couldn't helpBut stare like a creatureWith the laws of a brothelAnd the fireproof bones of a preacherAnd your lingo coined from the sacrament of a casinoOn a government loan with a guillotine in your libido

Who's gonna answerProfanity prayersWho's gonna answerThese profanity prayers

Well you know how it looksWhen you pull all your books from the tableAnd you stare into spaceTrying to discern what to say nowAnd you wait at the light and watch for a sign that you're breathing'Cause you can't just live on airAnd float to the ceiling

Who's gonna answerProfanity prayersWho's gonna answerProfanity prayers

Who's gonna answerProfanity prayersWho's gonna answerProfanity prayers

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