Trying to iron out your problems without Jesus
Is only going to put more wrinkles on your face.
Trying to sell Clan Of Xymox from your car boots
Ain?t gonna get you to no sunny place.
Just before you take that length of hosepipe
Just before you lock the garage door
Take a look at me; I used to surf with Satan
Now I?m landed safely on the shore.
I was fooling with witchcraft; I was as ugly as sin
But then I got me a faithlift and now I?m bubbling within. Yes Sir!
Instrumental
I was a pain in the diocese, a heap of strife for my folks
But then I got me a faithlift now I?m the man with the jokes. Ho ho!
Outro
Hey, hey, hey, the sun has got his hat on
Sing hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
Hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
Hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
Hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
Hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
Hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
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Sing hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
Sing hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
Sing hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home
Hosanna, the jazz snobs are all going home.