Secret Xtians Lyrics - Ii - Unknown Mortal Orchestra

I'm going to hide from the rain, I am tired of running 

Round while these nuns eat my grain 

Ransacking, wolfpacking rats in a cult of fame, so lame 

Secret christians are all the same, don't be grumpy and cold 

If you want to I can burn up a hole in this coal 

Don't be surprised if it warms up right when we die tonight 

Secret xtians are not too bright 

Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na 

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na-na 

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