Fur and Suede
We've got the time, You've got the money
Give us your tithes, give us your offerings
I sure as hell know I will spend it well
Support the church, support the people
Six figure salaries, but were all equal
By the weekend, were another world away
We're sipping on mojitos, hitting the casino
In our fur and suede
We're feeding our libido the only way that we know
Where you have to pay
If God shows his face, we'll be sober on judgement day
All is kosher, all is grand
I'm on the phone to the man himself
He saved you seats in the promised land
If you're lucky you'll see us there
We're sipping on mojitos, hitting the casino
In our fur and suede
We're feeding our libido the only way that we know
Where you have to pay
That's not my car and were not for profit
Empty your conscience and empty your pockets
Step back in line because hell is a brain cell away
Drink up!
What should I buy? God give me guidance, providence
Coke and hookers? a car with 12 inch subwoofers?
A D.U.I. and then a night in prison
All's forgiven
The word of the day is forgiveness
We're sipping on mojitos, hitting the casino
In our fur and suede
We're feeding our libido the only way that we know
Where you have to pay
If the money dries up, there are plenty of Sundays
To fundraise, and do it again
Give us your tithes, give us your offerings
I sure as hell know I will spend it well
Support the church, support the people
Six figure salaries, but were all equal
By the weekend, were another world away
We're sipping on mojitos, hitting the casino
In our fur and suede
We're feeding our libido the only way that we know
Where you have to pay
If God shows his face, we'll be sober on judgement day
All is kosher, all is grand
I'm on the phone to the man himself
He saved you seats in the promised land
If you're lucky you'll see us there
We're sipping on mojitos, hitting the casino
In our fur and suede
We're feeding our libido the only way that we know
Where you have to pay
That's not my car and were not for profit
Empty your conscience and empty your pockets
Step back in line because hell is a brain cell away
Drink up!
What should I buy? God give me guidance, providence
Coke and hookers? a car with 12 inch subwoofers?
A D.U.I. and then a night in prison
All's forgiven
The word of the day is forgiveness
We're sipping on mojitos, hitting the casino
In our fur and suede
We're feeding our libido the only way that we know
Where you have to pay
If the money dries up, there are plenty of Sundays
To fundraise, and do it again
Credits
Writer(s): Brett Lovett
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