Cursive - Some Red Handed Slight of Hand lyrics

And now we proudly present Songs perverse and songs of lament A couple hymns of confession And songs that recognize our sick obsessions Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ, again Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ, so let's begin It's no use to keep a secret Everything I hide ends up in lyrics So read on, accuse me when you're done If it sounds like I did you wrong Our father, who art in heaven Save me from this wreck I'm about to drown in Didn't I learn anything Counting out my sins on rosary beads? The reverend plays on the ugly organ He spews out his sweet and salty sermon On the audience