Wire - Pilgrim Trade lyrics

Our African sisters have a spiritual plan They follow the teachings of a triangular man The AD to BC, the black and white gang Amazed by cheap lasers, they're getting a tan Magnetic steps funnel a babel of tongues s**ing cash out of pockets, air out of lungs The hordes that are eating a path through her doors Record digital memories of her ceilings and floors Harvesting pilgrims is an eternal trade Sins are forgiven, indulgences gained Confessions are heard; contrition is made Entry to heaven will not be delayed