On A Friday - Jerusalem lyrics

Millions of people standing like ghosts Waiting for the entrance sign To heaven or hell or Whatever they call The place of oblivion After the bomb drops d**h wears a big hat and a thin red tie He dances in front of all the cameras d**h has a satchel his buddies carry And in it inside is the key to the world Here comes Mr. B, B 29 Here comes Mr. B 29 Here comes Mr. B, B 29 Here comes Mr. B 29 Somewhere in Palestine A crazy angry man wants to rule the world So he buys himself an atom bomb And drops it on your head And you know what he wants Because you won't have a face to hold on to Yeah, hold on to Here comes Mr. B, B 29 Here comes Mr. B 29 Here comes Mr. B, B 29 Here comes Mr. B 29 I don't want to hear about this sh** I don't want to know about your confessions There's nothing in this life that really means As much as me and you And life is so important And all you're talking about is bombs Pouring all that money down the drain We don't want to hear about it Here comes Mr. B, B 29 Here comes Mr. B 29 Here comes Mr. B, B 29 Here comes Mr. B 29 I don't want to die Don't want to die Don't want to die Oh no I don't want to die Don't want to die Don't want to die Wooh I don't want to die Don't want to die Don't want to die Here comes now Mr. B 29 B 29 B 29 Millions of people standing like ghosts Waiting for the entrance sign To heaven or hell or Whatever they call Place of oblivion After the bomb Here comes Mr. B, B 29 Here comes Mr. B 29 Oh, here comes Mr. B 29 Here comes Mr. B 29 I don't want to die Don't want to die Don't want to die No I don't want to die Don't want to die Don't want to die Wooh, sing it I don't want to die Don't want to die Don't want to die Here she comes now, Mr. B 29 B 29 B 29