“Holy Smoke” – Iron Maiden – From the album “No prayer for the dying”
Believe in me, send no money
I died on the cross, and that ain’t funny
But my so called friends, they’re making me a joke
They missed out what I said, like I never spoke
They choose what they wanna 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
CHORUS
Holy smoke holy smoke There’s plenty bad preachers for the devil to stoke Feed ‘em in feet first this is no joke This is thirsty work making holy smoke, yeah Making holy smoke Jimmy reptile and all his friends Say they gonna be with you at the end Burning records, burning books Holy soldiers, nazi looks Crocodile smiles just wait a while Till 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
REPEAT CHORUS
Holy smoke Smells good 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
God bless America………and give a little blessing to ALL the worlds.
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