The Black Angels - True Believers Lyrics
In the middle of the holding out,Nobody will be dropped outExcept fake gods whose faux pasAre offsetting betsWell who knows yeah who knowsWhich birds will be left,To sing and sing and sing for me?Well who knows which birdsWill be left for me?Hare came to meIn the month of AugustMary loves Sally the mostMaybe Buddha is the trueSon of God's kissMaybe you'll never know"Woohoo," they sangAs they crossed the river"Woohoo," they saidAs they prayed to JesusWoohoo, the walls fell on JerichoWell who knows,Yeah who knowsWhich birds will be left,To sing and singAnd sing for me?Yeah who knows which birdsWill be left for me?Well no one knows"Woohoo," they yelledWhen they came to MeccaBeat them as they go"Woohoo," they saidAs they read the VedasLeave them, let them goSpinning Sufis on their headsAre hearing tones of wisdomDevilish women warningMen of their actions,Now bring themTo you and me