Текст (слова) песни: 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 you`re feeling guilty you`re feeling guilty `cos your god was shining on your face you go to church and light a candle and then you`re blinded by the light from the golden pews the devil`s snapping your toes now because the angels can`t be bothered to live to you they`re selling Jesus again they`re selling Jesus again they want your soul and your money your blood and your votes they`re selling Jesus again selling love to you - selling love you`re buying this you`re buying that now you`re wishing all the money in the world belonged to you you`re crucified upon your own cross now you`re 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 knees they get their theories from the same place then build a church if there`s some money left from lying on the beach
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