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Soothsayer leans up against a wall outside the Temple doors
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He's got deep blue eyes and a grin from horn to horn
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Greasy hair, salesman smile, burnt orange suit
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White patent-leather shoes circa 1974
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Well, he looks over his shoulder at the desperate ones
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And he, he badgers them before they reach the door
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Well, he says, say there sucker, could something so big, so good
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Be as easy as just opening the door?
D A D A D A
Kneel down to the system, hail religious grind
D A
Now jump like a circus dog through my hoops of fire
Em G D A
You won't find a back door to heaven
Em G D A
You won't find a back door to heaven
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Soothsayer lights up a holy smoke
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Exhales real big Stings my eyes
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And he said, I can make you work hard for nothing
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Strive in the dirt and even spook you with the Holy Ghost
D A D A
I can make you walk around the block twice
D A
just when you wanna go home
D A
Make you jump like a circus dog through my hoops of fire
Em G D A
You won't find a back door to heaven
Em G D A
You won't find a back door to heaven
