Deadbeat Gospel (feat. somedeadbeat)

Try and envision a religion that's based upon smooth transitions and rhythm

Like, ah, conjugations across nations

Celebrating the fact that the weekend has landed, see

We don't believe in omnipotent beings in the skies above

All exists now is peace, love and green doves

See, in our church we don't recite passage

We keep holy the sabbath as we listen to Nina Kraviz

And we patiently wait at pearly gates which open late

And close somewhere in the early hours

And our church is teeming with sinners in need of redeeming

Heathens ready to believe what we believe in

I'm a minister of sound

Must be the green doves kicking in

Try and envision a religion that's based upon smooth transitions and–

Shameless, nameless, blameless faces have put blind faith in Chase & Status

Their amazing grace is their faith in Faithless

If God is a DJ, then we pray that he plays deep basses

Forever and ever and ever and ever, Amen

Because I am baptised in my own sweat

There's no communion

We've only got community

DJ killing it so much I wrote it a fucking eulogy

Then I can literally feel the music

I am a minister of sound and

I've got a choir of high definition speakers

Blasting me with blasphemy and sacrilegious instruments

I've got a glorious chorus from Notorious and his 10 Crack Commandments

Try and envision a religion that's based upon smooth transitions and rhythm

Like, ah, conjugations across nations

Celebrating the fact that the weekend has landed, see

For his final coup de grace

The DJ fixes the switches and triggers a mix

Of Prince's "Kiss" that I've just never heard before

But I am convinced

And those who aren't, they scream, "One. More. Tune."

He says, "Jack, go in peace and love

But for God's sake, kid, now stay off the drugs"

And this is the gospel according to somedeadbeat