ConcertMate970 - This House Is Made of Jesus Bones

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On the day Jesus died
We painted tiny eggs
And gave chocolate surprises
On the day our Lord was born
We filled our house with many gifts
And laughed at all the poor

And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn

This house is made of Jesus bones
Bone by bone, I made it for babe

This house is made of Jesus bones
What's wrong sugar, don't you like the gift

This house is made of Jesus bones
Wait, you don't like it, you just fuck off

This house is made of Jesus bones
You're a fucking whore, I don't even love you, get the fuck out of here

This house is made of Jesus bones
God damnit, fuck, shit

This house is made of Jesus bones
(Screaming)

This house is made of Jesus bones
I'm going to find that bitch and kill her

And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell

And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell

And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
(Screaming)
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
(Screaming)
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
(Screaming)
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
(Screaming)

And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
Rot in hell you fucking bitch
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
(Screaming)
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
(Screaming)
And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
(Screaming)

And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell
Die you fucking bitch
Die, die, die

And we'll burn, burn, burn in hell

Written by:
Richard Van Doel

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