jueves, 24 de febrero de 2011

Black Grape....Hey,You know what i mean? Sell a man? your religion....

Say i walking down a hit song a booming business Buying, selling belief, Standing in the pews, Talking bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, Bullshit, bullshit, I want to know, i want to know, Can you feel the spirit of the lord? There's nothing more sinister, As ministers in dresses, Gather round some nice black people, While i deliver this message, Kill the message, You do nothing but socialise and become a menace, Put on your reeboks man and go play funky tennis, Can i get a witness, I said can, i get a witness, Oh come oh ye faithful, Oh joyful and triumphant, Gather around, While i blow my own trumpet, Oh pope he got the nazis, To clean up their messes, He exchanged the gold and paintings, He gave them new addresses, Clean up your messes, Hi, hi furer, Hi, hi furer, Oh my fathers, fathers, fathers, father, By nature he was bendy, We are the chi chine tribe and we are over friendly, Can i get a witness, Yeah, I said, Come on, Can, i get a witness, Oh come oh ye faithful, Oh joyful and triumphant, Gather around me, While i blow my own trumpet, Can i get a witness? ....