David Poe - Wear Your Best lyrics

There was a landmark man With a face like a happy god Changed robes on the road On the way to the seminar He was the eldest son of a millionaire Lost his money but he kept his hair He found power and peace in the TV lenses Live studio audiences Wear Your Best Like an unemployed televangelist One book is all you ever read What you gonna do next She was the kind of girl That a rich old man marries Bought from a mall In a town like mola**es He had to cover the cost of her capture Make a buck before the rapture But he promised her a piece of the TV lens And live studio audiences Wear Your Best Place a call to your psychic friend One book is all you ever read And it's all you're gonna need Fifteen minutes and you get to rest Wear Your Best 'Cause he's gonna run for president He's got a vision in his head Healthy heart in his war chest Memorize the lines and wear you best They say the future wife hides Amongst the autograph hounds Concelaing her weapon In a mourning dress evening gown He's got a new suit and a message to sell Sex and violence and hell He says he sees the earth as ticking clock Being raped by the corporate co*k And it's just as well Wear Your Best Unemployed televangelist One book is all you ever read What are you gonna do next Angel with a mullet and his hand outstretched Fiftenn minutes and you get to rest Memorize the lines that wear the best