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You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day
And 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
