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Record/Vinyl + Digital Album
***THIS ITEM IS A PREORDER WITH AN ESTIMATED SHIP DATE OF LATE NOVEMBER/EARLY DECEMBER.
Limited to 700 copies
Includes unlimited streaming of In Love There Is No Law Redux
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 5 days
Purchasable with gift card
$37USDor more
lyrics
Momma, I’ve got something to ask you, have things been alright?
Dad’s been gone for a while, and the doors been locked up tight
Shouldn’t he be home any minute? Wish I knew what was going on
I was such a young boy then, still I knew, something was wrong
Who is this preacher man, and why ain’t he preaching no more?
Why’s he sittin’ in my father’s chair? Why can’t I see my daddy no more?
Momma, you don’t have to tell me, we all got our secrets
Even then I had a feeling I wouldn’t know the truth for several years to come
Who is this preacher man, and why ain’t he preaching no more?
Why’s he sittin’ in my father’s chair? Why can’t I see my daddy no more?
Seemed simple enough. Love divided. Innocent eyes don’t fear change
If you’d have told me, then, the cause for departure, you’d see a different man before you today
With thoughts of suicide and my mother on his mind, still I wonder what my father would say:
"Priest. No man of his word. Minister of disbelief
A bastard, a liar, a hypocrite. Manipulative motherfucker stole my life from me
Who is this preacher man? Used to call him a friend of mine
Who does this coward think he is in my chair? Why can’t I see my kids no more?
I know this preacher man, he ain’t no friend of mine
Now he’s gone and changed the life of my children
Dead preacher I hope to find.”
Who is this preacher man, and why ain’t he preaching no more?
The riff fest we all fucking needed. Brutal with heavy groove. Smart enough to retain some of the knuckle dragging dumbness. Results
are epic beat downs all happening in songs trimmed of all fats leaving only the best cuts. They’re over in a flash and immediately leave you wanting to hit replay. Is there nothing the brothers Young cant do? The Eye Is You