Holy Smoke - Iron Maiden, Dave Murray, Bruce Dickinson

Holy Smoke

Believe in me and

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 wanna hear

Don’t tell a lie

They just leave out the truth

As they’re watching you die

They’re saving their souls

By taking your money

Flies around shit

Bees around honey

Holy smoke

Plenty bad preachers

For the Devil to stoke

Feed 'em in feet first

This is no joke

This is thirsty work

Making holy smoke

Jimmy Reptile

And all his friends

Say they’re gonna 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 smells cleaner

Than the shit you’re in

Holy smoke

Their’s plenty bad preachers

For the Devil to stoke

Feed 'em in feet first

This is no joke

This is thirsty work making

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

100 years in jail

Holy smoke

Plenty bad preachers

For the devil to stoke

Feed 'em in feet first

This is no joke

This is thirsty work making

Holy smoke