The Church
Manifesto
This is the world
Anterior world
Only world we got today

Slippery ladder
Of success
Now you know
Oh boy, what a mess

Keep yourself together, man
There's people out there clapping for ya

I don't know
What you think
Time to ditch the accent
And have another drink

I know you're gonna love it
I know you're gonna love it

The frozen mud gets into your head
And the sights strut a thousand feats
And you really think it was all
Put here for you
Put down a deposit on a boat, ahh
We'll sail away into the heat
It must be summer somewhere after all
I saw a picture of it on a printer
And a photo in a hall

I know you're gonna love it
I know you're gonna love it

I met her on a train in New Guinea
She was cultured, just like you
She did some dealings
But she still had feelings
Introduced me to some people she knew

Was a dentist from Hong Kong
He really loved my song
That same old fucking thing in all those ears
So I plucked my lute
And I breathed on my flute
Shoot me if that ain't showbiz, huh!

Now I find myself here
At a bad time of year
At a bad time of day
In a bad kind of mood
I heard the food is okay
Have you eaten today?
I know you're gonna love it
I know you're gonna love it
(Oh, you're gonna love this one alright)

I know you're gonna love it
[repeated several times, interspersed with largely unintelligible bits]