Prophet Song Lyrics - Richard Mcgraw

When Im a prophet I might let you in 

To this circle Ive started of women and men 

But youll have to wait in line 

These gifts that I give are not mine 

And after Ive prophesized if you want to sleep next to me 

With those cold and wooden thighs youve polished for the orgy 

But youll have to wait on line like the rest of them 

I cannot service all at one time 

When inspiration is not divine 

Youll become an addict of the certain kind 

And when your inspiration just doesnt pull through 

I might not be there to save you 

And after the sun falls the orgy begins 

And with my five and dime scissors 

Ill cut the ribbons of commencement 

For every graduating disciple entering my discipline 

Yeah with my five and dime scissors my cape and my crown 

And the cane that Ill use to point to the crowd 

But I will point you out of a million years of punch lines 

And references to pain I once thought was mine 

My inspiration was not divine 

And I became an addict of the certain kind 

And when my inspiration just didnt fall through 

Tell me, where the hell were you? 

And youll sigh in the fashion of your Mary Magdalene 

While you search for the Jesus you know you cant win 

You know cant win with me and my purity and you in your sin 

Yes with me in my purity and you in your sin 

You will search for the Jesus you know you cant win 

But youll have to wait on line 

Just consider me the holiest of deli counters 

Youll have to take a number 

Yes one after the other youll have to wait on line 

Cause when Im a prophet I might let you in 

To this circle Ive started of women and men