Lapsed Catholics Lyrics & Tabs by Future of the Left
Lapsed Catholics
guitar chords lyrics
Whose prison break is the most impressive?
I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go, I'm gonna go Tim Robbins in Jacob's Ladder.
Such patience, such verve and poise,
But wait a minute, shit, that's the wrong film.
Morgan Freeman would roll in his grave, if he were dead,
Which he nearly was, if you believe the hysterical gung-ho Technicolor crapfest
That is Sky News, or Murdoch live, or whatever the hell the devil calls himself.
Sky News, or Murdoch live, or whatever the hell the devil calls himself.
I preferred him when he was red and blatant, that guy.
I liked him better when he swooped around the land indiscriminately,
Bending wills and souls with glee,
Hurrying kids to their graves at sea.
Magnetically debasing the casts of the earth
In a terrible, wonderful focus of horrors,
A justice of sorts if you listen to fools who have dressed in the dark for a bet,
Magnetically debasing the casts of the earth
In a terrible, wonderful focus of horrors,
A justice of sorts if you listen to fools who have dressed in the dark for a bet,
A justice of sorts if you listen to fools who have dressed in the dark for a bet,
A justice of sorts if you listen to fools who have dressed in the dark for a bet,
A justice of sorts if you listen to fools who have dressed in the dark for a bet.
I'm on a mercy mission to prove to my new love
That she is my nothing, that she is my no-one,
That even these triumphs are nothing without her,
That even these triumphs are empty.
But anyway, revel in it,
Be grateful when the comfort comes.
I can't stand still for the rest of my life,
But there's always lapsed Caltholics.
I need a change of focus, a badge of honour,
A mark of progress, a rope to hang from.
To make a difference I need composure,
To make a difference, to make it.
But anyway, revel in it,
Be grateful when the comfort comes.
I can't stand still for the rest of my life,
But there's always lapsed Caltholics.
The trick is, don't start.
Be aware, be alert.
The truth is, no words are
Worthy to hang on her.
Lapsed Catholics are the worst.
Lapsed Catholics are the worst.
Lapsed Catholics are the worst.
Lapsed Catholics are the worst.
Give me something I can take away.
Give me something I can take away.
Give me something I can take away.
Give me something I can take away.
The problem with these people is
They understand the obvious.
The problem with these people is
They understand their vices, not their faults.
Lapsed Catholics are the worst.
It's part of who they were,
And who they'll be again,
And who they'll be again.
