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