evangelists

awake my father

tell him you're dying

abandoned by your white cells and your body

and he is sleeping still

like a temple

through the million scans

and sticks of the needle

but i have made more friends in hell

than i've made in jesusland

awake our parents

tell them we're leaving

we're not evangelists

with that kind of money

but i don't know if time is against us

but there's so many things

that i want to begin

but i have made more friends in hell

than i've made in jesusland

and i left my heart in the war

with the skyline state of the enemy

and it takes some to die for reform

but honey

we're not evangelists

awake my children

get dressed

we're leaving

there's a million ways

to sing hallelujah

and fill our days with

armchair philosophies

and terrible things

that happened to us

and i have made more friends in hell

than i've made in jesusland

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

hell

and i left my heart in the war

in the skyline state of the enemy

and it takes some to die for reform

but honey

we're not evangelists

and i left my heart in new york

with the skyline's standing ovation and

yeah it takes some to die for us all

but honey

we're not evangelists