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Rotisserie Preacher

by Rotisserie Preacher

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    This is a collection of Seth Carroll's songs that represented his transformation from a heathen to the evangelical whirlwind who is known far and wide as simply the Rotisserie Preacher.
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1.
Holy Ghost 01:39
Holy Ghost I could see the Holy Ghost was upon you By the way you came jostling down the aisle I tell you I ain’t seen spirit like that Or a bosom that righteous in a while Well, I know it’s God’s way of nur-tur-in’ But we can’t have that business in the church we’re in So to keep the congregation from comin’ unglued Please resume your breast feedin’ when the services are through If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse We can’t have the deacons getting aroused If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse Now I’m a man of the cross, and I’m a man of the world But I can’t get my point across, with your brasserie all unfurled All unfurled, all unfurled If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse The only bosom we should think about’s the one of Abraham If the Holy Ghost is upon you, put your titty in your blouse
2.
Motorized Messiah somewhere on the interstate The rearview mirror gets much bigger every mile I undertake Incognito I’m the hero, I’m the good for goodness sake Rotisserie preacher is comin’ to save the day So prepare me a wholesome dinner you lyin’ whorin’ sinners Bring unto me your disbelievers, whoremongers and blasphemers Roterissiere Preacher, God’ favorite creature Is comin’ to save the day Rotisserie Preacher, God’s favorite creature I’m comin’ through your town Rotisserie Preacher, God’s ordained creature All your lost are waitin’ to be found Rotisserie Preacher, God’s favorite creature I’m comin’ through your town Rotisserie Preacher, God’s noble feature All your lost are waitin’ to found
3.
I Want To Go Lord Oh Lord I gave you my life to mold into An ecclesiastical warrior of your undying truth I know we will reap everything we sow But oh Lord, I can’t tell you how bad I want to go Do you doubt my strength, Lord? I’ll fight the fiercest foe I wear my holy armor everywhere I go I’ll march into the deepest, darkest pit of hell And tweak the devil’s horns and yank his bifurcated tail I know we will reap everything we sow But oh Lord, I can’t tell you how bad I want to go So Lord it does perplex me why’d you steer me away From this emporium of evil that needs to hear the words I say So with all due respect, Lord, I’m going to disobey You’re calling to depart here, no warnings you dismay I know we will reap everything we sow But oh Lord, I can’t tell you how bad I want to go Oh Lord I can’t tell you how bad I want to go Oh Lord I can’t tell you how bad I want to go Can I borrow my life back, can I borrow my life back Just for tonight, just tonight I know we will reap everything we sow But oh Lord, I can’t tell you how bad I want to go Oh Lord I can’t tell you how bad I want to go Oh Lord I can’t tell you how bad I want to go Oh Lord I can’t tell you how bad I want to go
4.
The Last Temptation of Seth When I opened the door, the knob didn’t burn my hand My eyes quickly adjusted, behind the bar there stood a man Whose smile was invitin’, he had a right young handsome face He said, “Seth, I’ve long been waitin’ for you to find this place.” “I had intended to bust down your door in a fit of rage My God is that what I think it is standin’ upon your stage?” He said, “Seth, I just don’t view this as a nest of mortal sin It’s just the last stop on the journey for a bunch of lonely men” I said, “No sir, I don’t drink, in fact I haven’t in several years Actually, liquor was my downfall, it wouldn’t hurt to have one of your beers I had a point when I came in here, but right now I can’t recall And I’m dyin’ to know what’s behind the last door down the hall” Lord, we were both mistaken about the so called evil den There’s nothin’ to fear here, why on Earth won’t you come in Lord, I’ve seen what the meek inherit and I’ve seen the righteous fall And I’ve seen what lies behind the door in the room right down the hall God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Ghost I’ve been marked by the world, I’ve been charmed by its host
5.
Red Brick Baptist Church In our humble little place of worship Open every Wednesday and Sunday Singin’ we got singin’, we’ll sing on all day long ‘Till the Devil gets in the wires and shorts out our P.A. In our sweet little, three level Sixty-five thousand four hundred square foot, sweet little, three level Sixty-five thousand four hundred square foot red brick Baptist church Stained-glassed windows or church bells We had a hard time decidin’ Big enough to fit God himself, let’s not forget to invite him to our sweet little, three level Sixty-five thousand four hundred square foot, sweet little, three level Sixty-five thousand four hundred square foot red brick Baptist church
6.
Everyday is Satan’s Holiday Sinning from the beginning. Oh, how the devil loves a mess. Hotbed of manifold perversity The world has certainly come to this. Open your eyes, forget the lines that you always pray. Everyday is Satan’s holiday. He’s got us all, lest we crawl out another way. Everyday is Satan’s holiday. To take the house, you bind the strong man. We weren’t even awake to know we fell. Plenty of fat to pad our landing. Into our safe and well cushioned hell. By their fruits you will know them They won’t give a wink or a nod. Dead is the song bird, tossed at the feet of a snickering god. Open your eyes, forget the lines that you always pray. Everyday is Satan’s holiday. He’s got us all, lest we crawl out another way. Everyday is Satan’s holiday. A giant that was born will shake you. And he cried right there in his mother’s womb. He came out with his eyes wide open. There stands the stranger in the room Give strong drink to the man who’s dying. And wine to those in bitter distress A kind word to the one who’s lonesome and a pillow for the head who need’s rest. Open your eyes, forget the lines that you always pray. Everyday is Satan’s holiday. He’s got us all, lest we crawl out another way. Everyday is Satan’s holiday. Go on muddy up the waters, so no light ever passes through Clutter up your mind boys, so you can’t pay attention what they do. Wring your idle hands, dear and hunker down and hide beneath your pew. The devil’s secret weapon, is the frightened little child that lives in you Open your eyes, forget the lines that you always pray. Everyday is Satan’s holiday. He’s got us all, lest we crawl out another way. Everyday is Satan’s holiday.
7.
Born Again 01:09
Born Again Born Again born again Scrub away the sin Friday night you can sin all right Sunday morning you’re born again
8.
Go to Hell 02:03
Go to Hell Go to Hell, go to Hell, No thank you just the same. I’ll bow down to the one and only name. Go to Hell, go to Hell, No, I won’t go today. No graven arts or idle crafts Will I place in my way. Go to Hell, go to Hell, It’s a fate I will not seek. His name I may praise, but I dare not try to speak. Go to Hell, go to Hell, He won’t leave us in a lurch. Remember his day and take mom and dad to church. Go to Hell, go to Hell, I choose everlasting life. I won’t slay or steal, or carry on with someone’s wife. Go to Hell, go to Hell, I believe I’ll take a pass. I shall never tell a lie or desire my neighbor’s ass. Go to Hell, go to Hell. Why wear a face of doubt? So many sins could get me in, these 10 will keep me out. Go to Hell, go to Hell, No, these 10 laws stand alone. The holy finger of God carved them right there in the stone. Go to Hell, go to Hell, No my name is on the roll. To the land of milk and honey, I consign my soul.

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released March 15, 2015

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Rotisserie Preacher Revival Band Birmingham, Alabama

A frenetic, energetic, irreverently, Evangelistic tribute band to the charismatic, yet elusive artist know as Seth Carroll. Fronted by Thomas Carroll (great nephew of Seth Carroll) and heavily endorsed by Jamie Harper Carroll (grandson of Seth Carroll) their combination of folk, bluegrass, mildly gospel and country music taps into the deepest, darkest and most guarded side of humanity. ... more

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