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Believe in me - send no money |
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Died on the cross and that ain't funny |
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But my so called friends are making me a joke |
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They missed out what I said like I never spoke |
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They choose what they wanna hear - they don't tell a lie |
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They just leave out the truth as they're watching you die |
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Saving your souls by taking your money |
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Flies round shit, bees around honey. |
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Holy Smoke, Holy Smoke, plenty bad preachers for |
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The Devil to stoke |
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Feed 'em in feet first this is no joke |
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This is thirsty work making Holy Smoke |
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Jimmy Reptile and all his friends |
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Say they gonna be with you at the end |
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Burning records, burning books |
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Holy soldiers Nazi looks |
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Crocodile smiles just wait a while |
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Till the TV Queen gets her make up clean |
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I've lived in filth I've lived in sin |
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And I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in |
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They ain't religious but they ain't no fools |
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When Noah built his Cadillac it was cool |
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Two by two they're still going down |
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And the satellite circus just left town |
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I think they're strange and when they're dead |
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They can have a Lincoln for their bed |
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Friend of the President - trick of the tail |
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Now they ain't got a prayer - 100 years in jail |
