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It' Summer, early 60s and it must be Sunday evening 'Cause you can smell a good revival,and it's way past our bedtime There are hell fire brimstone preachers, there are tongues interpretations, There are reasons that go deeper, than the treason in our souls But the air is thick, and the night is warm And the pew's too hard to sleep on It keeps us straight, no comfort here This world is not our home There ain't no mercy for the wicked, Sing the voices from the choir Tonight you soul might be required In the presence of the Lord Momma leads us past the graveyard, She knows there's ghosts we have to pass by And we sure don't want to wake 'em In the middle of the night Up ahead we see her walking She knows there's judgment 'round the corner But she keeps her pace steady, Got her bible in her hand Oh, but daddy sits at home Got his boots up on the table SongtexteAnd he's watching Bonanaza as he hears the time tick by He's got cigarettes and coffee He's got little bean bag ashtrays He's listenin' to Bonanza, but the clock has got his eye There ain't no mercy for the wicked, Sing the voices from the choir Tonight your soul might be required In the presence of the Lord He is standing, now he's pacing There's a river that runs through him And he can't call back his anger, as he meets us at the door There are questions, accusations Then he strikes, just like a rattler And his rage it is relentless Never less than, always more Feel the fire in the hallway See the demon in the doorway Our hearts are beating faster As we duck between the shouts We can hear the TV next door, as they push the volume louder They're convinced it aint' their business We're just praying, make it stop There ain't no mercy for the wicked, Sing the voices from the choir Tonight your soul might be required In the presence of the Lord There ain't no mercy for the wicked, Sing the voices from the choir Tonight you soul might be required In the presence of the Lord We've got burglar-proof houses In our neighborhood of secrets There's no one breaking in here And nobody getting out Aus Songtexte Mania