Сергей Бабкин - Skunk Anansie - Selling Jesus

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Сергей Бабкин - Skunk Anansie - Selling Jesus

You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day
And
now you say youre feeling guilty
Youre feeling guilty cos your god was shining on your face
You
go to church and light a candle
And then youre blinded by the light from the golden pews
The
devils snapping at your toes now
Because the angels cant be bothered to give to you

Theyre
selling jesus again
Theyre selling jesus again
They want your soul and your money your blood and
your votes
Theyre selling jesus again
Selling love to you - selling love

Youre buying this youre
buying that now
Youre wishing all the money in the world belonged to you
Youre crucified upon
youre own cross now
Youre givin money to the white men in the white limo
That kind of god is
always man-made
They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your kness
They get their theories
from the same place
Then build a church if theres some money left
From lying on the beach

Theyre
selling jesus again
Theyre selling jesus again
They want your soul and your money your blood and
your votes
Theyre selling jesus again
Selling love to you - selling love
Theyre selling jesus
again
Theyre selling jesus again
They want your soul and your money your blood and your
votes
Theyre selling jesus again
Selling love to you - selling love

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