Well I won’t say Hallelujah, and my bible’s full of money Open up those church doors if you please ‘Cause man I’m comin’ in…and I ain’t gonna wipe my shoes Lord you can’t keep a sinner on his knees
Well I don’t know how to tango, and there’s hornets in the daisies But tonight I’m handlin’ snakes like they was car-keys Well I heard the floodgates crashed last night And that boy fell asleep at the switchplate And now they’re baptisin’ anything that breathes
Oh…I would bust that light bulb with a hammer Crawl down in the basement and pull that fuse O Lord whatever force is required Well, that’s exactly what I’ll use
Oh well those trumpet valves have rusted And the angels lost their pride Don’t y’know they’re rakin’ ‘em in like a pile of dead leaves Now there’s bunk-beds for us up in Heaven And even I got a friend in Jesus I always knew he was waitin’ up there for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
