Текст песни Soviet.se

I didn't care much for our preacher

The way he moved his christian tongue

He never joined in when we smacked the pony

But when Richard and I ran away for a while

He caught us smoking, became our hallucination

I never opened his book of passion

I knew it would come right back at me

And when he told me about those savages

That point the finger at you for bringing them the flu
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I came to think of

The people of our free little nation

They will care for me the good people of this organisation

And as they say it's all up to my participation

But as richard decides

I put his book aside

I quench myself for his sake

As always it's a mistake

If it was up to me I'd join the party