Church Hymn For The Condemned Tab

No versions contained the little outro piece, or the trumpets so here yuh go
 
Intro/Verse
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Chorus
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Outro
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Outro Trumpet
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Verse
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   Life's like the feeling when you had a point, but forgot it
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   Had a ticket for my train of thought, but I lost it
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   God gave me instructions on how to live my life
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   But I couldn’t read his handwriting so I burnt them last night
 
Chorus
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But I take the beauty of chaos over ugly perfection
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I've woken up on the wrong side of the bed every day since 1987
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 I can feel myself slipping away from any chance of redemption
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But that's okay 'cause if it's where Falwell goes then I don't even want any part of heaven
 
Verse 2
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   A guy on TV offered to save my soul toll free
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But that would have required getting up off the couch so I was too lazy
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   Instead I wait in the bushes outside of a cop's house holding a twelve gauge
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   God isn't dead but I'll get that Bastard someday!
 
Chorus
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And I take the beauty of my chaos over any one else's perfection
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I've still woken up on the wrong side of the bed every day since 1987
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 Nothing scares me as much as the fact that I don't give a shit for redemption
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But that's okay 'cause if it's where Limbaugh goes then I don't even want any part of heaven
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            Hail Satan!
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