Letras
Miss Right was Daisy Lorraine
Before she gave up her name
And acting pursuits
She'd say
"The Lord can be strange
Timing is vague
But patience a virtue"
Papercuts lining her manicure
From the brochures at her bible school
But Miss Right would never complain
Or wear a band-aid
It's what Jesus would do
Have you heard about the Saints of Nevada?
Baby I wanna believe like they do
Praying everyday that they'll meet the father
The Saints of Nevada got something to lose
Take me with you
Take me with you
I'm strong, with doubt in my veins
Worshipping rage
And I cannot help it
I'd watch my daddy change
And get dressed for stage
He called it a pulpit
Daisy, I wanna know her
A holy roller in the digital age
Have you heard about the Saints of Nevada?
Baby I wanna believe like they do
Praying everyday that they'll meet the father
The Saints of Nevada got something to lose
Marlborough lights, pink neon signs
And the gospel truth
And everything's fine
But nothing is right
'Cause they're leaving soon
A court county sky
Is surely so white
For angels to come through
'Cause what if I die
Or gamble my life
With nowhere to go to
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Have you heard about the Saints of Nevada?
Baby I wanna believe like they do
Praying everyday that they'll meet the father
The Saints of Nevada got something to lose
Take me with you
Take me with you
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da