L F M Lovesick Fascist Meathead Lyrics

You have to discipline yourself. Do the work of a minister."

Our work takes in points of brochure

I'd be lost otherwise, I'm sure

Chasing map across country

Our work doffs hat he says, "I'm the friend.

We must to the common end,

work quickly and quietly

For can you not feel the power, the glory

the power, the glory, for ever, amen?"

Our work / Feet touching ceiling beams

Not telling the truth, it seems
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Truth trickling down the wires

"For can you not feel the power, the glory,

the power, the glory, for ever, amen?"

"Cheerful missionary tale. If you can't convert 'em, buzz 'em."

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