歌曲 | Selling Jesus |
歌手 | Skunk Anansie |
专辑 | Paranoid and Sunburnt |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Arran, Skin | |
You kill me with your smelly fingers | |
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on | |
Christmas | |
DayAnd 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 all the golden pews | |
The devil's snapping at your toes now | |
Because the angels can't be bothered to live up to you | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Blood and your bones | |
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 | |
And build a church if there's some money left | |
From lying on the beach | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
Selling love to you, selling love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They're selling | |
Jesus again | |
Selling love to you, selling love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love, love |
zuo ci : Arran, Skin | |
You kill me with your smelly fingers | |
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on | |
Christmas | |
DayAnd 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 all the golden pews | |
The devil' s snapping at your toes now | |
Because the angels can' t be bothered to live up to you | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Blood and your bones | |
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 manmade | |
They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your knees | |
They get their theories from the same place | |
And build a church if there' s some money left | |
From lying on the beach | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
Selling love to you, selling love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
Selling love to you, selling love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love, love |
zuò cí : Arran, Skin | |
You kill me with your smelly fingers | |
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on | |
Christmas | |
DayAnd 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 all the golden pews | |
The devil' s snapping at your toes now | |
Because the angels can' t be bothered to live up to you | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Blood and your bones | |
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 manmade | |
They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your knees | |
They get their theories from the same place | |
And build a church if there' s some money left | |
From lying on the beach | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
Selling love to you, selling love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
They want your soul and your money | |
Your blood and your bones | |
They' re selling | |
Jesus again | |
Selling love to you, selling love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love | |
Love, love, love, love, love |