The Unspeakable Crimes of Peter Popoff Songtext
von To Kill a King

Call the number on your screen right now
And let the power of God erase all of your debt
And live debt-free once and for all!

He′s got healing hands
Placed them all on desperate men, oh
The apple's sinking down
Sweetest taste so soothed in doubt, oh
When you gonna love your body?
When you gonna find the time?
When you gonna love your body?
Seek the word and you will find, oh

It′s on
It's on
It's on
It′s on


He′s like six foot tall
His congregation looks so small, oh
See that holy smile
Sweat runs down
His lips are narrow
When you gonna fight the hate dream?
When you gonna heed the call?
Well you know I'm out of patience
On your feet you know it′s on, oh

It's on
It′s on
It's on
It′s on

Found the Devil in my own backyard
It turns out he looks like everyone

All his confidence is a suit he merely rents
You've seen this town before
So keep the car close to the door, oh
When you gonna find me brother?
When you gonna touch my love?
When you gonna find me brother?
Shake my hand and you will walk, oh

It's on
It′s on
It′s on
It's on


They′re talking of end of days
Reapers, snakes and endless flames
Soul is to be saved
But what's the price I′ve got to pay, oh?
When you gonna leave your body?
When you gonna make the time?
When you gonna leave your body?
Take my hand and you will fly, oh

It's on
It′s on
It's on
It's on

Found the Devil in my own backyard
It turns out he looks like everyone

Found the Devil in my own backyard
It turns out he looks like everyone

(You were out the room)
(You were out the room)
(You were out the room)
(You were out the room)
You were out the room when I was talking to Jesus
You were out the room when I was talking to Jesus
You were out the room when I was talking to Jesus

It′s on
It′s on
It's on
It′s on

It's on
It′s on
It's on
It′s on

Found the Devil in my own backyard
It turns out he looks like everyone

Found the Devil in my own backyard
It turns out he looks like everyone