Текст песни Skunk Anansie - Selling Jesus
Skunk Anansie - Selling Jesus слова песни
Текст песни Skunk Anansie - Selling Jesus
You kill me with your smelly fingersYour smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas DayAndnow you say you're feeling guiltyYou're feeling guilty 'cos your god was shining on your faceYougo to church and light a candleAnd then you're blinded by the light from the golden pewsThedevil's snapping at your toes nowBecause the angels can't be bothered to give to youThey'reselling jesus againThey're selling jesus againThey want your soul and your money your blood andyour votesThey're selling jesus againSelling love to you - selling loveYou're buying this you'rebuying that nowYou're wishing all the money in the world belonged to youYou're crucified uponyou'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 theoriesfrom the same placeThen build a church if there's some money leftFrom lying on the beachThey'reselling jesus againThey're selling jesus againThey want your soul and your money your blood andyour votesThey're selling jesus againSelling love to you - selling loveThey're selling jesusagainThey're selling jesus againThey want your soul and your money your blood and yourvotesThey're selling jesus againSelling love to you - selling love