Cotton Mather — Church of Wilson lyrics

Lyrics

Give yourself away if you want
How did your Daddy get so gaunt
It’s a pretty face that you know
What’s a boy to do when a girl’s untrue
Put your bell on your bike
And its not my right to kill son
I’m an acolyte from the mighty
Church of Wilson
Yeah the world’s a mess and I know
You don’t need me to tell you so Who’s it gonna hurt to be Kings
Playing I the shiny things
Want to make my move to the throwback groove
While there’s stream in the pipes
And its not my right to kill son
I’m an acolyte from the mighty
Church of Wilson
Church of Wilson