Lyrics:
Well the County Fair left quite a mess
In the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars
Rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists
Put
Well, the county fair left quite a mess in the county yard
Kids with eyes as big as dollars rode all the rides
Strip artists and con artists put
and don't give a goddamn
All the tongues at the tent revival
Been spittin' in the devil's eye
There ain't livin', there's just survival
Doesn't matter
Christian's from hell
Who said, "Let's go to Vegas man"
So he packed up his leather and his red beret
Into that big, bad Christian van
Use revival
I saw a black man with a bible and a sparkler in his hand
He was holding a tent revival and running a firework stand
He said, "The end of the world
ay-ee
Here’s to Chief Big Buffalo Nickel
A mighty man in his day
Never once used a sickle to
Clear the bushes away
He would go ‘round from tent to tent
everybody needs a revival
Get up off your knees and dance
It's fundamental to our survival
Get hell-bent on shaking that big white tent
Yeah, everybody
in a tent revival
True he was a vocal miracle
But that's only secondary
It's the sould of the monarch butterfly
That I find a little bit scary
Bring
Behind the tent, the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallower's blade
Circus town's on the shortwave
Well, the runway lies ahead like
Behind the tent, the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallower's blade
Circus town's on the shortwave
Well, the runway lies ahead like
"I'm the Sheik of Araby,
Your love belongs to me.
At night when you're asleep
Into your tent I'll creep.
The stars that shine above,
Will
"I'm the Sheik of Araby,
Your love belongs to me.
At night when you're asleep
Into your tent I'll creep.
The stars that shine above,
Will
The tent so big [Repeats]
I see something in your pants that can't be real
Don't hold back, baby, tell me what's the deal
I gotta move in
is such a natural high
You sent flowers, we spent hours
We can be happy alone in a tent
Think of the money we'd save on rent
You sent flowers,
to the Bible
Anybody lost wanna get saved
Get found, come down
The big tent revival
The big tent revival
Holy ghost power gonna set you free
And it don't matter
"I'm the Sheik of Araby,
Your love belongs to me.
At night when you're asleep
Into your tent I'll creep.
The stars that shine above,
Will
that field
I'm tryna show you somethin' real
The only nigga in the field gon give you something you can feel
Take that!
Taliban Tent
Taliban Tent Team
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
"I'm the Sheik of Araby,
Your love belongs to me.
At night when you're asleep
Into your tent I'll creep.
The stars that shine above,
Will
"I'm the Sheik of Araby,
Your love belongs to me.
At night when you're asleep
Into your tent I'll creep.
The stars that shine above,
Will
tent
Past TENT present TENT and future TENT our battle is a long walk
Like a sentence and its intent breaches its instinct
We go the distance
"I'm the Sheik of Araby,
Your love belongs to me.
At night when you're asleep
Into your tent I'll creep.
The stars that shine above,
Will
Moon, a hole of light
Through the big top tent up high
Here before and after me
Shinin' down on me
Moon, tell me if I could
Send up my heart
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