Lyrics Hockey – Preacher
Text:
Preacher, can you save my soul?
I’ve been on some roads you might call low
Preacher, can you save my soul?
You’ve got the scales, where do they say I’ll go?
A runaway train man
Is gonna teach you how to pray now
And if I make it out alive
I’ve got to pay it back somehow now
April’s sister’s got a man
He comes from the Moroccan land
And if she wants to marry him you know
She’s got to turn into a Muslim, that’s true
Oh but how can you replace me
By throwing roses from the balcony?
They’re falling in the isles now
Woe is me
Why can’t you hold me?
Why can’t you save me, preacher?
Why can’t you preach me almost now?
Why can’t you make me?
Why can’t you break me now, preacher?
Why can’t you teach me? I got to know
Latin music Cadillacs
And trash can gambling games
The Pentecostal on the block
Was life fishing today
I was on the corner just gambling the same
When a hand from the sky took my dice away
It wasn’t good for me because the dice had weight
I knew how to throw them on any number face, that’s true
But I can’t even stand up
So many wonderful people here
They’re all done with nothing planet dreams
I’ll take it with me
Why can’t you hold me?
Why can’t you save me, preacher?
Why can’t you preach me almost now?
Why can’t you make me?
Why can’t you break me now, preacher?
Why can’t you teach me? I got to know
I asked once of a poor queer teacher I knew
What was it like to live in a hell someone else made up for you?
He said my family, they’re just covering up for life
They’ve been doing it all their lives
And they disowned but you know that they love me too
Faith is retrospective now
You only know if it was true in the end
Some get to heaven on purpose
But some get it while they can
Preacher, can I save your soul?
Do you? Preacher, can I save your soul?
I know it’s stupid but it’s happened before
Yeah preacher, can I pray for God?
Can’t understand about all these losing hearts
Preacher, now what do you say?
Is it not okay now to pray that way?
Preacher, can you save my soul?
I’ve got it packed up and ready to go
Preacher, can you save my soul
I’ve been on some roads that you might call low
Preacher, could I pray for God?
Can’t understand about all these losing hearts
Preacher, now what do you say?
I’ve got to know, know every single thing I know
