Reverend Black Grape

Brooklyn sisters!
 There's nothing more sinister
 Than a minister in dresses
 Gather round some nice black people
 And deliver this message
 Bomb, boom, bomb, bomb
 Selling him your religion (oh yeah)
 Say I walking down a hit song
 A booming business (booming)
 Buying, selling belief
 Standing in the pews
 Talking bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
 I want to know, I want to know, I want to know
 Can you feel the spirit of the lord?
 Can you feel the spirit of the lord?
 There's nothing more sinister
 As ministers in dresses
 Gather round some nice black people, man!
 While I deliver this message
 Fuck the message, I can recognize
 You do nothing but socialise
 And become a menace
 Put on your reboks man and go play fucking tennis
 Can I get a witness (not in this fucking hour man)
 I said can, I get a witness (no way)
 Oh come oh ye faithful
 Oh joyful and triumphant, yaahoo!
 Gather around, here around
 While I blow my own trumpet
 Can I get a witness (yeah)
 Well, yeah
 Oh pope he got the nazis
 To clean up their messes
 He exchanged the gold for his paintings
 He gave them fucking new addresses
 Clean up your messes, now
 Oh my fathers, fathers, fathers, father
 By nature he was bendy
 We are the chi chine tribe
 And we're too over fucking friendly
 Can I get a witness? (no way)
 Come on! can I get a witness
 Oh come oh ye faithful
 So joyful and triumphant, who
 Gather around and around and around
 While I slam my own trumpet
 Come
 Hey! my brothers and sisters
 Amen!
 Yeah, (you're around)
 Come on y'all
 Boom!
 Oh come oh ye faithful
 So joyful and triumphant
 Gather around and around and around
 While I blow my own trumpet
 Oh come oh ye faithful
 So joyful and triumphant
 Gather around and around and around
 While I blow my own trumpet
 I'm your boss
 I'm your boss
 I'm your ding dong
 I'm your calling
 Can you feel the spirit?
 Can you feel the spirit of the lord?
 Gather around and around (come on!)
 While I blow my trumpet
 Boom, boom
 Boom, boom
 Boom, boom
 Can you feel the spirit?
 Can you feel the spirit?
 Can you feel the spirit? Hey!
 If you believe in the spirit of the Lord
 Put on your reboks man, oh yeah
 And become a menace
 Oh come oh ye faithful
 So joyful and triumphant
 Gather around and around and around
 While I slam my own trumpet
 Yaa-hoo! Yaa-hoo!
 Easy, easy. easy, easy
 It's easy now
 I want to know
 Oh, you do nothing but socialise
 And become a menace
 Put on your reboks man and go play fucking tennis
 Uh-uh-uh
 Uh,-uh
 Uh-uh-uh
 We all know some folks
 Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you