The Preacher Lyrics

Fun Lovin' Criminals The Preacher

My part of Broadway's bumpin' karachi taught me one thing
if you're gonna die for something bite down on the gun.
Stop frontin I'm gettin bruised and battered just like
Mick said, Manhattan just when I thought if mattered up
jump from the cut. My pastor
My heart is filled with pain New York city just ain't the
same my only company is all you players but i hate the
games
The buildings skew my view it's gotta get to you just
when I thought it thru there oh so many variables
downtown don't give a f..ck they think you're all stuck op
they ain't got the dough to duck they ain t got no time
to see the preacher
Hate the games
The buildings skew my view it's gotta get to you just
when I thought it thru there oh so many variables
downtown don't give a f..ck they think you're all stuck up
they aint got the dough to duck they aint got no time to
see the preacher
My heart is filled with pain New York city just ain't the
same my only company is all you players but i hate the
games