So... lets set the scene and mark the occasion,
Set the tone for the congregation..

Your convoluted views and the talk of my damnation,
The only thing you need saved from is yourself!

"Now listen here son you've got your faith as well as your family to feed .... now cough it up... cough it... cough it up!"

You're not the saints you think you are,
All the right lies and the right moves in all the wrong places...
You're not the saints you think you are,
All the right lies and the right moves in all the wrong places...

These last words from your crooked tongue
inspiring the masses
are bad for everyone.

You've got all the right moves in all the wrong places...
that pride draped carelessly over your shoulder you know fine well it doesn't fit!

You paint yourself up to be a martyr, but you don't suit the colour...no you don't suit the colour

Sooo, lets take it back to the beginning, back to the pulpit , let the choir sing, let the choir sing ....

"Hallelujah Hallelujah"

You're not the saints you think you are,
All the right lies and the right moves in all the wrong places...
You're not the saints you think you are,
All the right lies and the right moves in all the wrong places...

These last words from your crooked tongue
inspiring the masses
are bad for everyone.

You are not the saints you think you are.