[INTRO - old microphone / piano / champagne-glass clinks] Ladies, gentlemen, mystics, skeptics, saints, sinners, gardeners Welcome. There is only one rule tonight: Nobody checks your theology at the door. [BRASS HIT] [VERSE 1] She came wearing moonlight, He came wearing black, Somebody brought a Bible, Somebody brought snacks. One talks to the angels, One talks to the trees, One says, “I don’t know yet,” I said PERFECT. COME WITH ME. No holy little dress code, No password to get through, If God is really infinite I doubt He’s scared of you. [PRE-CHORUS] Bring your questions! Bring your doubt! Bring the thing they threw you out about! Bring your wonder! Bring your scars! WE GOT ROOM BENEATH THE STARS! [CHORUS] NO DRESS CODE FOR THE DIVINE! Come barefoot, come brilliant, come strange, come shining! NO VELVET ROPE ON THE SACRED TONIGHT! Nobody owns the doorway, Nobody owns the light! Hands up! Hearts open! Leave your labels at the line THERE’S NO DRESS CODE FOR THE DIVINE! [DROP - chopped vocal] No dress code DIVINE! No gate code DIVINE! No password DIVINE! COME AS YOU AAAAAARE [BASS DROP] [VERSE 2] Pentecostal by the fire, Pagan dancing in the rain, Buddhist growing tomatoes, Skeptic fixing window panes. Somebody sings in Sanskrit, Somebody knows one hymn, Somebody only showed up ‘Cause the potluck pulled them in. Fine by me! Grab a chair! Sacred’s getting everywhere! [PRE-CHORUS] We don’t need agreement To be decent human beings. Funny how much heaven Fits between the in-betweens. [CHORUS] NO DRESS CODE FOR THE DIVINE! Come barefoot, come brilliant, come strange, come shining! NO VELVET ROPE ON THE SACRED TONIGHT! Nobody owns the doorway, Nobody owns the light! Hands up! Hearts open! Leave your labels at the line THERE’S NO DRESS CODE FOR THE DIVINE! [BREAKDOWN - beat disappears / upright bass + finger snaps] You don’t have to call it what I call it. You don’t have to see what I see. You don’t have to walk my road. Just don’t block mine. [pause] And if somebody’s hungry feed ‘em before you explain God. [HUGE BRASS BLAST] [RAVE CHANT] MANY ROADS! ONE TABLE! MANY VOICES! STILL ABLE! MANY QUESTIONS! THAT’S FINE! NO DRESS CODE FOR THE DIVINE! MANY ROADS! ONE TABLE! LOVE SOMEBODY! MAKE IT STABLE! [FINAL CHORUS - absurdly huge] NO DRESS CODE FOR THE DIVINE! Come laughing, come limping, come lost, come alive! NO VELVET ROPE ON THE SACRED TONIGHT! Nobody owns the doorway! NOBODY OWNS THE LIGHT! Hands up! Hearts open! Let the whole damn room collide THERE’S NO DRESS CODE FOR THE DIVINE! [OUTRO - old radio announcer] Coat check is complimentary. Dogma check is optional. Snacks are in the back. Goodnight.
