क्रेडिट्स

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Monroe
Michael Monroe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven J.Conte
Steven J.Conte
Songwriter

गाने

Church, they're staring ya down in
Church, a thorn in your crown, you're-
Cursed, you're talk of the town
All broke and hell to pay
Sublime, they peddle their hope
Sublime, you're antipope
Blood wine, you're sticking to dope
There will be hell to pay
Heaven holds no fascination
You crack a sinner's smile
For faith, it takes imagination
But you got heathen style
Church, they're staring ya down in
Church, a thorn in your crown, you're-
Cursed, you're talk of the town
All broke and hell to pay
Sublime, they peddle their hope
Sublime, you're antipope
Blood wine, you're sticking to dope
There will be hell to pay
Your neighbors get no vaccinations
Believe the earth is flat
You get an eternal vacation
If you believe in that
You'll never party with the saints now
It wasn't in your plan
You led a life of no restraint now
And you're forever damned
You're gonna jump into the fire
It's crazy hot in there
You got to get the party started
Just say your pagan prayer
They're staring ya down
Church, church
Talk of the town
Church, there's hell to pay
Church, come judgement day
What will ya say?
Church, you're messing around in
Church, messing around
Church
Written by: Steven J.Conte
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out

Loading...