Rock God (feat. Katy Perry)

Preacher man walked into the club and he said
He said, hey girl can't you walk a mile straight?
Father I'm torn and I'm selling my soul to the
Rhythm, the beat and the bass
Cause I can't confess my rock and roll ways
Cause I'm so possessed with the music
The music he plays

I can't stop my feet from dancing
To the sound of his drum
Oh no, I fell in love with my rock god
I can't keep my hips from swaying
To his sweet melody, you see
I fell in love with my rock, rock god

Preacher man took my hand and looked in my eyes
He said, hey girl can't you live your life right
Father things aren't always so black and white
Don't cast the first stone cause I'm not alone
And it's not like I'm hurting anyone
But I can't confess my rock, my rock and roll ways

I can't stop my feet from dancing
To the sound of his drum
Oh no, I fell in love with my rock god
I can't keep my hips from swaying
To his sweet melody, you see
I fell in love with my rock, rock god

I can't stop my feet from dancing
To the sound of his drum
Oh no, I fell in love with my rock god
I can't keep my hips from swaying
To his sweet melody, you see
I fell in love with my rock, rock god

No, I wouldn't change a thing even if I could
I chose a path and I'm not looking back
And I'm sorry if I left the angels crying over me

I can't stop my feet from dancing
To the sound of his drum
Oh no, I fell in love with my rock god
I can't keep my hips from swaying
To his sweet melody, you see
I fell in love with my rock, rock god

Preacher man, preacher man
Preacher man, preacher man
Preacher man, preacher man
Preacher man, preacher man

Cause I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Yeah I'm gone, gone, gone

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