[Intro]
C F G C G
[Verse 1]
C E
When crowds swarm out doorways
Am G C
And the street lamps are lit
F Em
One of my disciples
D7 G7
Begins his wandering
C E
In alleys and the main streets
Am G C
He searches for men
F Em7 Dm7 G
Their virile, pathetic, and lame
Am Em
Leading them in
Am Em Dm
To our establishment he starts to cry
G G7
Every night
[Chorus]
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Em7 Em
“Prostrate, supine
D G
Well-groomed, divine
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Em7 Em
Whatever you like
D G
Please, sir, tonight”
G7
Mmm
[Verse 2]
C E E7 Am Gm7 C
A brothel is a business no different than a bank
F Em7 D7 G
As safe and as formal and sanitary
C E E7
My girls all destined for Hell
Am Gm7 C
Or so says our priest
Fmaj7 Em7
But find me a Christian
Dm7 G
Who spends as much time on their knees
Am Em
Closer to God
Am Em Dm7
They honor his glory in the best way
G
Everyday
[Bridge]
F#m B7
Without my aid, they’d be in chains
F E7
Or disembowelled in a backstreet lane
D# A
I’ll stop selling when you stop buying
G
‘Til the end of time you can hear the cry
[Chorus]
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Em7 Em
I’m “prostrate, supine
D D7 G
Well-groomed, divine
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Em7 Em
Whatever you like
D7 G7sus4
Please, sir, tonight
C
Follow me tonight”
G C G C
[Intro]
C F G C G
[Verse 1]
C E
When crowds swarm out doorways
Am G C
And the street lamps are lit
F Em
One of my disciples
D7 G7
Begins his wandering
C E
In alleys and the main streets
Am G C
He searches for men
F Em7 Dm7 G
Their virile, pathetic, and lame
Am Em
Leading them in
Am Em Dm
To our establishment he starts to cry
G G7
Every night
[Chorus]
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Em7 Em
“Prostrate, supine
D G
Well-groomed, divine
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Em7 Em
Whatever you like
D G
Please, sir, tonight”
G7
Mmm
[Verse 2]
C E E7 Am Gm7 C
A brothel is a business no different than a bank
F Em7 D7 G
As safe and as formal and sanitary
C E E7
My girls all destined for Hell
Am Gm7 C
Or so says our priest
Fmaj7 Em7
But find me a Christian
Dm7 G
Who spends as much time on their knees
Am Em
Closer to God
Am Em Dm7
They honor his glory in the best way
G
Everyday
[Bridge]
F#m B7
Without my aid, they’d be in chains
F E7
Or disembowelled in a backstreet lane
D# A
I’ll stop selling when you stop buying
G
‘Til the end of time you can hear the cry
[Chorus]
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Em7 Em
I’m “prostrate, supine
D D7 G
Well-groomed, divine
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Em7 Em
Whatever you like
D7 G7sus4
Please, sir, tonight
C
Follow me tonight”
G C G C
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