When The God Of Love Returns There'll Be Hell To Pay Lyrics - Father John Misty

When the god of love returns 

There'll be hell to pay 

Though the world may be out of excuses 

I know just what I would say 

Let the seven trumpets sound 

As a locust sky grows dark 

But first let's take you on a quick tour of your creation's handiwork 

Billy got through the prisons and stores 

And the pale horse looks a little sick 

Says, Jesus, you didn't leave a whole lot for me 

If this isn't hell already then tell me what the hell is? 

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And we say it's just human, human nature 

This is place is savage and unjust 

We crawled out of the darkness 

And endured your impatience 

We're more than willing to adjust 

And now you've got the gall to judge us 

The spider spins his web 

The tiger stalks his prey 

And we steal fire from the heavens to try to keep the night at bay 

Every monster has a code 

One that steadies the shaking hand 

And he's determined to accrue more capital by whatever means he can 

Oh, it's just human, human nature 

We've got these appetites to serve 

You must not know the first thing about human beings 

We're the earth's most soulful predator 

Try something less ambitious the next time you get bored 

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Oh, my Lord 

We just want light in the dark 

Some warmth in the cold 

And to make something out of nothing sounds like someone else I know