Bruce Dickinson - Holy Smoke lyrics

Believe in me and send no money I died on the cross, and that ain't funny But my so called friends they're making me a joke They missed out what I said like I never spoke They choose what they wanna hear - they don't tell a lie They just leave out the truth as they're watching you die Saving your soul by taking your money Flies around sh**, bees around honey [Chorus] Holy Smoke, Holy Smoke Plenty bad preachers for the devil to stoke Feed 'em in feet first this is no joke This is thirsty work making Holy Smoke Making Holy Smoke Jimmy Reptile and all his friends Say they gonna be with you at the end Burning records, burning books Holy soldiers, Nazi looks Crocodile smiles, just wait awhile Till the TV Queen gets her make up clean I've lived in filth, I've lived in sin And I still smell cleaner than the sh** you're in [Chorus] Holy Smoke, Holy Smoke Plenty bad preachers for the devil to stoke Feed 'em in feet first this is no joke This is thirsty work making Holy Smoke Holy Smoke! Smells good! [Solo: Janick Gers \ Dave Murray] They ain't religious but they ain't no fools When Noah built his Cadillac it was cool Two by two they're still going down And the satellite circus just left town I think they're strange and when they're dead They can have a Lincoln for their bed Friend of the president - trick of the tail Now they ain't got a prayer - 100 years in jail [Chorus] Holy Smoke, Holy Smoke Plenty bad preachers for the devil to stoke Feed 'em in feet first this is no joke This is thirsty work making Holy Smoke Holy Smoke