Lyrics
I'm not afraid to die
I'm just scared of going to hell
Your car salesman smile
Says it all you just wanna be
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Old, twisted an' white
Dead crow in a fence is your style
Your play with your kids
Says it all you just wanna be
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Fire, fire, fire, fire
Hell
Fire, fire, fire, fire
Hell
Fire, fire, fire, fire
Hell
Fire, fire, fire, fire
Hell
Ha-ha-haa
- Guitar solo -
You're a tin god
Take a look at the gaps in your palms
Gimme those nails
Bang them in, bang them in!
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Jesus without the suffering
Aa, aa, aa, aa
Jesus without the suffering
Aa, aa, aa, aa
Jesus without the suffering
Aa, aa, aa, aa
Jesus without the suffering
Aa, aa, aa, aa
