[Intro]
C  F G  C  G
 
 
[Verse 1]
C                     E
When crowds swarm out doorways
        Am              G   C
And the street lamps are lit
F         Em
One of my disciples
D7             G7
Begins his wandering
C                 E
In alleys and the main streets
Am              G   C
He searches for men
      F       Em7           Dm7  G
Their virile, pathetic, and lame
Am           Em
Leading them in
Am     Em               Dm
To our establishment he starts to cry
G           G7
Every night
 
 
[Chorus]
Cmaj7  Fmaj7  Em7  Em
 "Prostrate, supine
D                   G
Well-groomed, divine
Cmaj7 Fmaj7   Em7  Em
 Whatever you like
D            G
Please, sir, tonight"
G7
Mmm
 
 
[Verse 2]
C              E     E7 Am                  Gm7  C
A brothel is a business no different than a bank
   F           Em7        D7       G
As safe and as formal and sanitary
   C                      E   E7
My girls all destined for Hell
Am             Gm7    C
Or so says our priest
    Fmaj7     Em7
But find me a Christian
     Dm7                         G
Who spends as much time on their knees
Am        Em
Closer to God
     Am        Em           Dm7
They honor his glory in the best way
G
Everyday
 
 
[Bridge]
F#m             B7
Without my aid, they'd be in chains
   F                  E7
Or disembowelled in a backstreet lane
D#                         A
I'll stop selling when you stop buying
G
'Til the end of time you can hear the cry
 
 
[Chorus]
Cmaj7  Fmaj7  Em7  Em
 I'm "prostrate, supine
D             D7     G
Well-groomed, divine
Cmaj7 Fmaj7  Em7  Em
 Whatever you like
D7                   G7sus4
Please, sir, tonight
          C
Follow me tonight"
 
G C G C
              When crowds swarm out doorways
And the streetlamps are lit
One of my disciples
Begins his wandering
In alleys and the main streets
He searches for men
Their virile, pathetic, and lame
Leading them in
To our establishment he starts to cry
Every night

"Prostrate, supine
Well-groomed, divine
Whatever you like
Please, sir, tonight"
Mmm

A brothel is a business no different than a bank
As safe and as formal and sanitary
My girls all destined for Hell
Or so says our priest
But find me a Christian
Who spends as much time on their knees
Closer to God
They honor his glory in the best way
Everyday
Without my aid, they'd be in chains
Or disemboweled in a backstreet lane
I'll stop selling when you stop buying
'Til the end of time you can hear the cry

I'm "prostrate, supine
Well-groomed, divine
Whatever you like
Please, sir, tonight
Follow me tonight"              
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