And now we proudly present   Songs perverse and songs of lament   A couple hymns of confession   And song that recognize our sick obsessions   So sing along, I'm on the ugly organ again   Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ   So let's begin      woah oh      There's no use to keep a secret   Everything I hide ends up in lyrics   So read on, accuse me when you're done   If it sounds like I did you wrong      Our father who art in heaven   Save me from the wreck I'm about to drown in   Didn't I learn anything   Counting out my sins on rosary beads?   The reverend plays on the ugly organ   He spews out his sweet and salty sermon   On the audience      So why do I think I'm any different?   I've been making money off of my indifference   We all pass the hat around   This is my body, this is the blood I found   On my hands after I wrote this album   Play it off as stigmata for crossover fans...    some red handed sleight of hand    woah oh