Charlatan

Man, that sounds like the end of the world
Up in that valley where they hem and they haw
Singing that sexy gospel
Ear to the ground like the paranoid king
Nosebleed Crystal, just passing it around
Singing that sexy gospel
I believe we’re through
I believe the muse
Is a Charlatan, baby
Man, that sings like they said it would
Slipping that savvy all up under her hood
Singing that sexy gospel
Tennessee psycho licking my wounds
Hedonism hiding deep and dark in them woods
Can’t you see it’s anarchy
I believe we’re through
And I believe the muse
Is a Charlatan, baby
So much for that southern charm
Why’re you acting so alarmed?
'Cause I believe we’re through
And I believe the muse
I believe we’re through
I believe the muse
Is a Charlatan
(All hail the boogeyman)
(He gone take us to Jerusalem) He’s a Charlatan, baby
(All hail the boogeyman)
(He gone take us to Jerusalem) He’s a Charlatan, baby
(All hail the boogeyman)
(He gone take us to Jerusalem)
(All hail the boogeyman)
(He gone take us to Jerusalem)