The Manson Family - Goin' to the Church House | Текст песни

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We’re going to the churchhouse
Going to the churchhouse
When I’m dead (praise the lord!)
We’re going to the churchhouse
Going to the churchhouse, when I’m dead (oh, thank you Jesus)
Say, we’re going every Sunday to watch the paranoia and fear
I’d like to testify!
Then testify!
I found Jesus (oh, Lordy, amen!)
And I locked him in my cellar (Where you put him?)
Praise the lord!
I found Jesus (oh, Harold that’s sacrilege!)
And I locked him in my cellar
So, we’re talking through a hole
Seemed like a right-nice fella!
Well, he was locked up in the churchhouse
Locked up by the preacher and his words
He was locked up in the churchhouse
Locked up by the preacher and his words
Say, ole preacher’s dressed in black
Say, we see selling back
Cause all those birds that spread the words
They get down in your heads
Cause all those birds that spread the words
They get down in your head
Say, they’ll dirty up your minds
Put you in your death beds
Say, they’ll dirty up your minds
Put you in your death beds
I testify!
Then testify!
I testify it says here in the book (what book?)
Says about false prophets (prophets?)
False prophets!
Well, we left him in the churchhouse
Eating bread and jelly
Well, we left him in the churchhouse
Eating bread and jelly
Say, ole J.C.s in the pigpen
Just sliding on his belly
Say, ole J.C.s in the pigpen
Just sliding on his belly
Look down that road
With no load in your commode
For the time has come
Just to know its been for fun
So relax my friend
This is not the end
Of a beautiful love affair
Are you dead? (are you dead?)
For the time to sing
Is now the time to sing
And there ain’t no such thing
As there ain’t so such thing
And the time to sing
Is now the time to sing
Get your finger off that thing (you’ll never blow it up)
No, you’ll never blow it up (blow it up)
Yes he did (did you die?)
Yes he did (did you die?)
Did he die so you could live?
Did he die so you could live?
Did he die so you could live?
There ain’t no question
Go on, die so you can live
Go on, die so you can live
Go on, die so you can live (there ain’t no question)
Go on, die (die, die, die, die…)
In your mind
In a time from behind
If you fall apart
You’ll shit allover yourself
If you fall apart
You’ll shit allover yourself
What a beautiful love affair
Are you dead? (are you dead?)
Are you there? (are you there?)
If you die
You will fly
To the hole
Where the soul lies (there ain’t no question)
So, go on die so you can live
So, go on die so you can live
So, go on die so you can live (there ain’t no question)
Go on, die (die, die)
No, you’ll never blow it up (are you there?)
Look down that road
With no load in your commode
For the time has come
Just to know it’s been for fun
So, relax my friend
This is not the end
Of a beautiful love affair
You’ll never blow it up…
No, you’ll never blow it up…

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