Текст песни Skunk Anansie - Selling Jesus
Skunk Anansie - Selling Jesus слова песни
You kill me withyour smelly fingersYour smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas DayAnd now you say you`re feeling guiltyYou`re feeling guilty `cos your god was shining on your faceYou go to church and light a candleAnd then you`re blinded by the light from the golden pewsThe devil`s snapping at your toes nowBecause the angels can`t be bothered to live to youThey`re selling jesus againThey`re selling jesus againThey want your soul and your money your blood and your votesThey`re selling jesus againSelling love to you - selling loveYou`re buying this you`re buying that nowYou`re wishing all the money in the world belonged to youYou`re crucified upon you`re own cross nowYou`re givin` money to the white men in the white limoThat kind of god is always man-madeThey made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your knessThey get their theories from the same placeThen build a church if there`s some money leftFrom lying on the beachThey`re selling jesus againThey`re selling jesus againThey want your soul and your money your blood and your votesThey`re selling jesus againSelling love to you - selling loveThey`re selling jesus againThey`re selling jesus againThey want your soul and your money your blood and your votesThey`re selling jesus againSelling love to you - selling love