PREACHERīS VICE

Music & Lyrics: Baier

 

 

One drink, two women,

Three aces in the left sleeve

Long nights, Tequilla,

Damned the bible and the popes brief

 

Next day, next mass,

Preaches the words, he feels godlike

His sheeps, blind rams

He keeps the bottle out of sight

 

He tell us how to live, nice lies

He tell us how to give, nice lies

 

The preacherīs vice...

 

No sex, no music,

Branded the pill and the antichrists

Pray peace, remission

Makes the law with his own steel fist

 

His soul hangs tough

Live the life he wants to live

Makes money, have fun

Donīt get caught by the church, his wish

 

He tell us...

 

The preacherīs vice...

 

Solo Markus

 

The preacherīs vice...

 

Solo Thorsten