Sinny Sin Sins Lyrics
| Song | Sinny Sin Sins |
| Artist | Roots Manuva |
| Album | Run Come Save Me |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Smith | |
| Sin sinners, I got to talk to you about your sins | |
| Sins on street corners, Sins in your shops | |
| Sinny Sin Sins in your streets of yours | |
| Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| I was raised in a pentecostal Church of God | |
| My father was the deacon, he used to stand preaching | |
| I used to to steal collection, I used to catch a beating | |
| Forgive me Lord, I knew not what I did | |
| I was just a kid, trying to hustle up a quid | |
| Feeling kinda ashamed, riding in the Church right | |
| Bible in my hand, dressed in my sunday best. | |
| Reach a Churchyard and I'm feeling depressed | |
| I'm in the midst of the well-dressed, talking 'bout singing, singing | |
| thanks and praise to the king of the Jews | |
| And I'm all confused, 'cos I can't see the sense | |
| Why should I turn the other cheek and get beat? | |
| Ain't no peace without war so who am I? | |
| The faster drives benz, got me looking to the sky | |
| singing soon, very soon, we gonna see the king | |
| Soon oh, very soon, we all gonna be blamed. | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| Woke up one Sunday, feeling kinda raw | |
| I said "Dad, I don't really want to go Church no more" | |
| Soon as I said shit, I felt a slap to my jaw | |
| He said "Son, as long as your living under my roof | |
| Your gonna heed my interpretation of the truth | |
| And the truth is right here | |
| It's written in this book the Holy Bible | |
| It's the key to survival so you best heed the word" | |
| He said, "Do as I say, not what I do | |
| And you'll see, goodness will follow you" | |
| begrudgingly, I ironed my shirt, polish my shoes | |
| Went to Chruch and I took in their far-out views | |
| with their strange perceptions of Heaven and Hell. | |
| To this very day I still fight down their spell | |
| 'Cos all that we pray, we still stay poor | |
| With that leaky roof dripping on the front room floor. | |
| Sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| Please don't get me twisted, I'm far from a heathen | |
| This is just a simple song of basic rhyme and reason | |
| It's not my meaning to demean or blaspheme | |
| But most things in the Bible ain't as plain as they seem | |
| Can I trust King James to translate these papers? | |
| Do I need a middle-man to link with the creator | |
| Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | |
| Church band plays, now I'm spending my pound | |
| Looking for a short-cut to the road to Zion | |
| We can't fool God, but we wasting time trying | |
| Two third of the truth is yet to be told | |
| Two thousand years of corruption soon unfold | |
| Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins |
| zuo ci : Smith | |
| Sin sinners, I got to talk to you about your sins | |
| Sins on street corners, Sins in your shops | |
| Sinny Sin Sins in your streets of yours | |
| Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| I was raised in a pentecostal Church of God | |
| My father was the deacon, he used to stand preaching | |
| I used to to steal collection, I used to catch a beating | |
| Forgive me Lord, I knew not what I did | |
| I was just a kid, trying to hustle up a quid | |
| Feeling kinda ashamed, riding in the Church right | |
| Bible in my hand, dressed in my sunday best. | |
| Reach a Churchyard and I' m feeling depressed | |
| I' m in the midst of the welldressed, talking ' bout singing, singing | |
| thanks and praise to the king of the Jews | |
| And I' m all confused, ' cos I can' t see the sense | |
| Why should I turn the other cheek and get beat? | |
| Ain' t no peace without war so who am I? | |
| The faster drives benz, got me looking to the sky | |
| singing soon, very soon, we gonna see the king | |
| Soon oh, very soon, we all gonna be blamed. | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| Woke up one Sunday, feeling kinda raw | |
| I said " Dad, I don' t really want to go Church no more" | |
| Soon as I said shit, I felt a slap to my jaw | |
| He said " Son, as long as your living under my roof | |
| Your gonna heed my interpretation of the truth | |
| And the truth is right here | |
| It' s written in this book the Holy Bible | |
| It' s the key to survival so you best heed the word" | |
| He said, " Do as I say, not what I do | |
| And you' ll see, goodness will follow you" | |
| begrudgingly, I ironed my shirt, polish my shoes | |
| Went to Chruch and I took in their farout views | |
| with their strange perceptions of Heaven and Hell. | |
| To this very day I still fight down their spell | |
| ' Cos all that we pray, we still stay poor | |
| With that leaky roof dripping on the front room floor. | |
| Sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| Please don' t get me twisted, I' m far from a heathen | |
| This is just a simple song of basic rhyme and reason | |
| It' s not my meaning to demean or blaspheme | |
| But most things in the Bible ain' t as plain as they seem | |
| Can I trust King James to translate these papers? | |
| Do I need a middleman to link with the creator | |
| Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | |
| Church band plays, now I' m spending my pound | |
| Looking for a shortcut to the road to Zion | |
| We can' t fool God, but we wasting time trying | |
| Two third of the truth is yet to be told | |
| Two thousand years of corruption soon unfold | |
| Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins |
| zuò cí : Smith | |
| Sin sinners, I got to talk to you about your sins | |
| Sins on street corners, Sins in your shops | |
| Sinny Sin Sins in your streets of yours | |
| Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| I was raised in a pentecostal Church of God | |
| My father was the deacon, he used to stand preaching | |
| I used to to steal collection, I used to catch a beating | |
| Forgive me Lord, I knew not what I did | |
| I was just a kid, trying to hustle up a quid | |
| Feeling kinda ashamed, riding in the Church right | |
| Bible in my hand, dressed in my sunday best. | |
| Reach a Churchyard and I' m feeling depressed | |
| I' m in the midst of the welldressed, talking ' bout singing, singing | |
| thanks and praise to the king of the Jews | |
| And I' m all confused, ' cos I can' t see the sense | |
| Why should I turn the other cheek and get beat? | |
| Ain' t no peace without war so who am I? | |
| The faster drives benz, got me looking to the sky | |
| singing soon, very soon, we gonna see the king | |
| Soon oh, very soon, we all gonna be blamed. | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| Woke up one Sunday, feeling kinda raw | |
| I said " Dad, I don' t really want to go Church no more" | |
| Soon as I said shit, I felt a slap to my jaw | |
| He said " Son, as long as your living under my roof | |
| Your gonna heed my interpretation of the truth | |
| And the truth is right here | |
| It' s written in this book the Holy Bible | |
| It' s the key to survival so you best heed the word" | |
| He said, " Do as I say, not what I do | |
| And you' ll see, goodness will follow you" | |
| begrudgingly, I ironed my shirt, polish my shoes | |
| Went to Chruch and I took in their farout views | |
| with their strange perceptions of Heaven and Hell. | |
| To this very day I still fight down their spell | |
| ' Cos all that we pray, we still stay poor | |
| With that leaky roof dripping on the front room floor. | |
| Sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins. | |
| Please don' t get me twisted, I' m far from a heathen | |
| This is just a simple song of basic rhyme and reason | |
| It' s not my meaning to demean or blaspheme | |
| But most things in the Bible ain' t as plain as they seem | |
| Can I trust King James to translate these papers? | |
| Do I need a middleman to link with the creator | |
| Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | |
| Church band plays, now I' m spending my pound | |
| Looking for a shortcut to the road to Zion | |
| We can' t fool God, but we wasting time trying | |
| Two third of the truth is yet to be told | |
| Two thousand years of corruption soon unfold | |
| Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry | |
| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins? | |
| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners? | |
| There are no Sins like sins |
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