We've got dirty looks
Ripped pages from your books.
They're stacked up to the ceiling.
We've got sleepless nights, fistfights, and dynamite.
I've got a funny feeling that you…

Keep preaching to the choir while we keep setting fires.
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Keep preaching to the choir while we keep setting fires.
Come on, come on, come on, come on

All sinners welcome here. thieves, whores, conspirators.
Open doors for banished souls.
All rejects gather round. we'll burn altars to the ground.
You can smell the smoke from miles around

Keep preaching to the choir while we keep setting fires.
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Keep preaching to the choir while we keep setting fires.
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Ohhhhhh

Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on
Keep preaching to the choir while we keep setting fires.
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Keep preaching to the choir while we keep setting fires.
Come on, come on, come on, come on