Running through the jungle Way back in '78 Here's the story of the people's temple And my great escape Communing with a madman The promise of utopia White nights, suicide drills Shades of things to come
He said
We're gonna mix it up Add the cyanide Then we'll drink it up You're gonna feel so fine
I said
Don't drink the Koolaid Don't taste the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid No matter what the preacher - what the preacher says
The day of disaster struck The murders did begin His sheep drank it willingly While mothers force fed their kin 33 escaped this hell Some would call it fate That's how I lived to tell the tale About the day he mixed the grape
He said
We're gonna mix it up Add the cyanide You better drink it up You're gonna get so high
Don't drink the Koolaid Don't taste the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid No matter what the preacher says
Don't drink the Koolaid Don't you down the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid Don't believe a word he says
Most of the congregation 900 dead Jones found his own way out A bullet to the head
Don't drink the Koolaid Don't you taste the holy water Don't drink the Koolaid No matter what the preacher says
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