Televangelist on the Run (feat. Maya Rinehart)

Televangelist on the run
Bible in one hand, the other a gun
He said he's sorry, and after all, we know we're all
Just one

Televangelist on the run
He took a lot of money, but now he's done
Pockets full of prayers, it ain't easy, it ain't easy playing
God's son

Televangelist on the run
God's his best shot for a pardon
A glance at riches and he sprouted wings, wings to flee
From Houston

He paid a pilot to take him down south
He hired a lawyer, won't open his mouth
Earthly troubles ain't nothing, especially when
You ain't got none

Televangelist on the run
He's living quietly
Out in the sun



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Bright, Jacob Aaron Friedman
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