Jesus Is Dead
Each night I pray that I'll meet God
Under the worry of my thoughts
Uh-huh
Nothing better than to be
All Phantom Thread with somebody
So nice
A kid I used to babysit
Drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Oh yeah
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
I saw exactly what I asked
For I'm the well-adjusted herb
Uh-huh
A teenage girl just sized me up
It's something I don't wanna discuss
Uh-huh, what's wrong?
Oh yeah (to do)
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
Jesus is dead and so's New York
I built a place right down the shore
It's nice
Do you remember DFA?
Misshapes and, oh, the great Longwave
I do and I miss it
All the time
Tell them to grease the wheels
Flip the hourglass, start up the steel
I'm not the man who sold the world
We drove forever and the venue herbs
Took all of our money and all of our merch
Fuck off (fuck off, fuck off), to them
So let's make it Bleachers, make it shore
The louder you scream, the harder he blows
You know what I mean
Texas man cause a scene
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
Under the worry of my thoughts
Uh-huh
Nothing better than to be
All Phantom Thread with somebody
So nice
A kid I used to babysit
Drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Oh yeah
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
I saw exactly what I asked
For I'm the well-adjusted herb
Uh-huh
A teenage girl just sized me up
It's something I don't wanna discuss
Uh-huh, what's wrong?
Oh yeah (to do)
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
Jesus is dead and so's New York
I built a place right down the shore
It's nice
Do you remember DFA?
Misshapes and, oh, the great Longwave
I do and I miss it
All the time
Tell them to grease the wheels
Flip the hourglass, start up the steel
I'm not the man who sold the world
We drove forever and the venue herbs
Took all of our money and all of our merch
Fuck off (fuck off, fuck off), to them
So let's make it Bleachers, make it shore
The louder you scream, the harder he blows
You know what I mean
Texas man cause a scene
Tell them to grease the wheels
Pull the arrow back, start the appeal
I'm not the man who sold the world
Credits
Writer(s): Patrik Jens Berger, Jack Michael Antonoff
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call (Live at NYU Skirball - New York City - 12.17.2024)
- Merry Christmas, Please Don't Call - Single
- Tiny Moves (Live at Fisher Green Pavilion - Seattle - 07.13.24)
- A Stranger Desired
- Me Before You (Live at The Great Saltair - Salt Lake City - 05.18.24) - Single
- Wild Heart
- Margaret (Live at Salt Shed - Chicago - 05.25.24) [feat. Jeff Tweedy] - Single
- Bleachers (Deluxe)
- Almost Like Being In Love (The New Look: Season 1 (Apple TV+ Original Series Soundtrack))
- Bleachers
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