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The temple Lyricsby The Afghan Whigs Buy album CD: Congregation Andrew Lloyd Webber--Music Tim Rice--Lyrics 1970 Leeds Music Ltd. Moneylenders and Merchants: Roll on up--for my price is down Come on in--for the best in town Take your pick of the finest wine Lay your bets on this bird of mine Roll on up--for the price is down Come on in--for the best in town Take your pick of the finest wine Lay your bets on this bird of mine Name your price I got everything Come and buy it's going fast Borrow cash on the finest terms Hurry now while stocks still last Jesus: My temple should be a house of prayer But you have made it a den of thieves Get Out! Get Out! Mine time is almost through Little left to do After all I've tried for 3 years, seems like 30, seems like 30... Crowd: See my eyes I can hardly see See me stand I can hardly walk I believe you can make me whole See my tongue I can hardly talk See my skin it's a mass of blood See my legs I can hardly stand I believe you can make me well See my purse I'm a poor poor man Will you touch will you mend me Christ Won't you touch will you heal me Christ Will you kiss you can cure me Christ Won't you kiss won't you pay me Christ Jesus: There's too many of you--don't push me There's too little of me--don't crowd me, please don't crowd me (Scream) Heal Yourselves!
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