Believe in me, send no money
I died on the cross, 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 want to hear, don't tell a lie
They just leave out the truth, as they're watching you die
Saving your souls, by taking your money
Flies around shit, bees around honey
 
Holy smoke, holy smoke
Plenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke
Feed them in, feet first, this is no joke
This is thirsty work, making holy smoke, yeah
Making holy smoke
 
Jimmy Reptile and all his friends
Say they going to be with you at the end
Burning records, burning books
Holy soldiers, Nazi looks

Crocodile smiles, just wait a while
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 shit you're in
 
Holy smoke, holy smoke
There's plenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke
Feed them in, feet first, this is no joke
This is thirsty work, making holy smoke, yeah
 
Holy smoke... Smells good!
 
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, but 100 years in jail
 
Holy smoke, holy smoke
Plenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke
Feed them in, feet first, this is no joke
This is thirsty work, making holy smoke, yeah!
 
Holy smoke