Текст песни Sects

Attack of the Killer B's / Penikufesin Acting like Mo Jo's Acting like body bagger's Let the bells ring Rejoice and sing CHORUS Jim Jones, where did you come from Jim Jones, was it for fun Jim Jones, that's your name Style of death This sects the promised land Are you ready to all meet God? Bart's killers holding hands Do not fight - the odds Try to make'em sick - drink up Be merry and be dead CHORUS Jim Jones, where did you come from Jim Jones, Was it for fun Jim Jones, That's your name Jim Jones, Die for fame Murder, Murder, Murder The Zero Hero Some of them might get sex Together with that boring joke Mercenaries disciples with bibles and rifles In temple of people To the book of people No poster hanging high And I do, but I don't ask why And I do, but I don't ask why And I do, but I don't ask why And I do, but I don't ask why And I do, but I don't ask why And I do, but I don't ask why And I do, but I don't ask why And I do, but I don't ask why Ha,ha,ha,ha Oh lord You die!