Lyrics The Pimp and The Priest - Live - The Dear Hunter

The Pimp and The Priest pounce on quickened cats feet
For the freshest young blood; innocence for the feast
The book will then brew what the sinful commit
While The Pimp and Priest prey quietly where the precious sinners sit

Confess, oh, confess
In the chapel, or the brothel, where we suffocate stress
We've got the time if you've got the scratch
(Conquer your sins while she screams on her back)

Faster, save me
(The sins remain hostage)
Harder, I can't breathe, oh

Now The Priest and The Pimp are already equipped
With an enigmatic frontage post: 'We Welcome Walk-ins!'
So we corner our pace and make quick for the door
To be pardoned and passed from the bed to the floor

Confess, oh, confess
In the chapel, or the brothel, where we suffocate stress
We've got the time if you've got the scratch
(Conquer your sins while she screams on her back)

Take me to The River
Take me to The River

Faster, save me
(The sins remain hostage)
Harder, I can't breathe, oh

Faster, save me
(The sins remain hostage)
Harder, I can't breathe, oh