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

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? I don't know

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 steal

I'm not the man who sold the world

Tell them to grease the wheels

Flip the hourglass start up the steal

I'm not the man who sold the world