Lost Consonants

Some of my best friends
Are Christians and
From alpha male to common man
And even they admit the bible is just cover for
Is nothing but a french curse

How much a piece of paper
A golden handshake
A bow, no consolation this week
No consolation this week

Some of those wrench bends are built of sand
On summer days
They don't make sense
And even after
Has anything to do with it

How much a piece of paper
A golden handshake
A bow, no consolation this week
No consolation this week

Some of my best friends
Are Christians and
From alpha male to common man
And even they admit the bible is just cover for
Is nothing but a french curse

How much a piece of paper
A golden handshake
A bow, no consolation this week
No consolation this week



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Writer(s): Jonathan Chapple, Andrew Falkous, Matthew Harding
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