Jesus Is Dead (Live From Madison Square Garden, NYC)

Jesus Is Dead (Live From Madison Square Garden, NYC) - Bleachers

Lyrics by：Jack Antonoff/Patrik Berger

Composed by：Jack Antonoff/Patrik Berger

Each night I pray that I'll meet God

Under the worry of my thoughts uh-huh

There's nothing better than to be

A phantom thread with somebody so nice

A kid I used to babysit drinks himself off a Dimes Square bench uh-huh

Uh-huh well oh yeah

Tell them to grease the wheels

Pull the arrow back start the appeals

I'm not the man who sold the world

Well I saw exactly what I asked for

I'm the well-adjusted herb uh-huh

And a teenage girl just sized me up

It's something I don't wanna discuss why not?

Well it's wrong I don't know

Tell them to grease the wheels

Pull the arrow back start the appeals

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?

Well I do and I miss it all the time

So tell them to grease the wheels

Flip the hourglass start up the steal

I'm not the man who sold the world

Tell them to grease the wheels

Pull the arrow back start the appeals

I'm not the man who sold the world