Some Red Handed Sleight of Hand

[Verse 1] And now we proudly present Songs perverse and songs of lament A couple of hymns of confession And songs that recognize our sick obsessions Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ again Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ; so let’s begin There's no use to keep a secret Everything I hide ends up in lyrics So read on, and accuse me when you're done If it sounds like I did you wrong [Chorus] Whoa-oh [Verse 2] Our Father, who art in heaven Save me from the wreck I'm about to drown in Didn't I learn anything? Counting out my sins on rosary beads The reverend plays on the ugly organ, uh-huh He spews out his sweet and salty sermon On the audience So why do I think I'm any different I've been making money off my indifference We all pass the hat around This is my body, this is the blood I found On my hands, after I wrote this album Play it off as stigmata for crossover fans -- Some red handed sleight of hand [Chorus/Outro] Whoa-oh Whoa, yeah Wow Woah, Woah...