Preacher Man

Oh, aren't I full of funny things
A crystal ball and smokey screen
It's time I gave away my bag of tricks
Fancy shoes, a snug blue suit
I made it on the evening news
A tale that's just too good to let it slip

If you ask me how I am tonight
I'll spare you from the truth inside
'Cause me and I don't get along sometimes
And just because they said believe
My rebel eyes refused to see
The joy of the Lord is my strength

Oh and what they need
Is just a hand that feeds
The book of law caught up to us
But that preacher man, he outran the world

Oh, aren't I full of broken dreams
My comatose philosophy
Told my feet to stop right where they stood
I'm just a man I was born to bleed
At 25 I filled the sea
If you asked me I gave you all I could

Oh and what they need
Is just a hand that feeds
The book of law caught up to us
But that preacher man, he outran the world

Use your eyes and see
Instead of hearing me
Now realize I am the world
I've come to lead astray your boys and girls

Oh and what they need
Is just a hand that feeds
The book of law caught up to us
But that preacher man, he outran the world

Use your eyes and see
Instead of hearing me
Now realize I am the world
I've come to lead astray your boys and girls

Hey
Should I sit and watch it all burn away
Should I be the one to save the day
Should I sit and watch it all burn away
Should I be the one to save the day



Credits
Writer(s): Dalton Guynn
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