Whenever I made the mistake of reading more news than I usually do, like I did yesterday, I think more closely about the state of the world and the people elected to manage it, and then this old Skunk Anansie classic pops into my head. That riff is embedded deep and, after all these years, I still know all the words.
You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day
And now you say you’re feeling guilty
You’re feeling guilty ‘cos your god was shining on your face
You go to church and light a candle
And then you’re blinded by the light from all the golden pews
The devil’s snapping at your toes now
Because the angels can’t be bothered to live up to you
They’re selling Jesus again
They’re selling Jesus again
They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes
They’re selling Jesus again
Selling love to you – selling love
You’re buying this you’re buying that now
You’re wishing all the money in the world belonged to you
You’re crucified upon you’re own cross now
You’re givin’ money to the white men in the white limo
That kind of god is always man-made
They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your kness
They get their theories from the same place
Then build a church if there’s some money left
From lying on the beach
They’re selling Jesus again
They’re selling Jesus again
They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes
They’re selling Jesus again
Selling love to you – selling love
They’re selling Jesus again
They’re selling Jesus again
They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes
They’re selling Jesus again
They’re selling Jesus again
They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes
They’re selling Jesus again
Selling love to you – selling love
I’m fully convinced that no one truly knows what they are doing. All I can do is take care of Sarah and myself and hope for the best.
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Absolutely, if they did know, they sure as hell wouldn’t tell us. And we do the same here, just us and the kids… and the ‘rents, of course.
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So many cool songs in this vein.
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Yup and this one nails it.
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Great tune! I saw them once, sort of by accident and they were just incredible. Skin is an amazing performer.
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Yes she is! You’re lucky to have seen them. I’ll bet the energy was HUGE!
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They were a great band. Or are a great band? I know they were on the go a few years back.
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Well, last release I could find was 2019 so I assume stil going. Cool!
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I didn’t realise they had one so recent!
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Me neither!
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I’m not sure if this relates, but I was listening to “Hey God” by Bon Jovi while reading this post.
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I don’t know that song but I’m gonna guess it doesn’t relate lol.
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In the words of Bon Jovi, “Hey God, tell me what the hell is going on!”
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The Skunk Anansie song is more pointed, tells you exactly what’s going on, in plain view, for all to see.
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I love the lyrics, I’ll admit.
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Yep, this song is a pretty-much perfect combination of energy, aggression and message!
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I do not know this band. I kind of like it.
As for Jesus, when I’m knock knock knockin’ on heavens door, I hope my own personal Jesus has built my hot rod.
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Love the word play! Skunk Anansie was a 90s staple for me, you should check out their records, if they can still be found. Great stuff.
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