Revival Mode

[Chorus] Thanks, Lord But I don't need anymore Poor advice, poor advice [Verse 1] Caught in a cannon with a one way ticket Four riders in a town with one horse I wagered a sure thing Against what was behind the first door Stack the chips, let it ride Out of sight, out of mind It's fool proof and it won't do to make safe bets While I'm towing the line [Chorus] Thanks, Lord But I don't need anymore Poor advice, poor advice Thanks, Lord But I don't need anymore Poor advice, poor advice [Verse 2] I had a lock on a dirty little secret A raging bull who was fixed to fall down I've been waiting at ringside My whole life But he's still swinging on I've got debts piling high I've got addictions and ex-wives But I've stayed true So I thank you for bearing witness while I waste my fucking life [Bridge] I'm ready to pay the judge To pay the judge To pay the judge Now I need to tip the scale Some sort of bribery I'm not waiting this out I need to pay the judge To pay the judge To pay the judge Now I need to grease a palm Some sort of certainty I'm sick of waiting this out [Guitar solo] I should have learned a more noble craft Out of the library into the lab Will the machine gunners please step forth? Will the machine gunners please step forth? There's only room on this rescue boat For butchers and bakers and men with hope And will the machine gunners please step forth? Will the machine gunners please step forth? [Chorus] Thanks, Lord But I don't need anymore Poor advice, poor advice Thanks, Lord But I don't need anymore Poor advice, poor advice