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	Old St. Paul he told them all
	Like it was him they hung out to dry
	From stolen dreams are made the means
	To lead the souls who must abide
	Then you’ll never have to work again
	You glide along the backs of men
	Who add up the witness list of souls
	That want to feel but need to be told
	At the bar the lone star scar
	The seraph like’d to hear a song
	The crowd was moved,
	I disapprove
	No writer tell me he’s wrong
	You’re told to leave and not come back again
	Fall in line not question when
	To peel off the shrink wrap pride inside
	Let’s cheer and sing to the big lie
	Those who do believe
	Do they know they are deceived
	Amidst the luxury
	A manufactured deity
	That you are pause to see
	No substitutions if you please
	Like starving is disease
	They hunger for celebrity

	Old St. Paul he told them all
	Like it was him they hung out to dry
	From stolen dreams are made the means
	To lead the souls who must abide
	Then you' ll never have to work again
	You glide along the backs of men
	Who add up the witness list of souls
	That want to feel but need to be told
	At the bar the lone star scar
	The seraph like' d to hear a song
	The crowd was moved,
	I disapprove
	No writer tell me he' s wrong
	You' re told to leave and not come back again
	Fall in line not question when
	To peel off the shrink wrap pride inside
	Let' s cheer and sing to the big lie
	Those who do believe
	Do they know they are deceived
	Amidst the luxury
	A manufactured deity
	That you are pause to see
	No substitutions if you please
	Like starving is disease
	They hunger for celebrity