Syphilis & Religion - Graham Parker

We’re comin' in our big ships

Big guns blazin' bibles in our hands

Comin' from a cold place

To lead those natives by the hand

Back to back to back to back to

Back to the promised land

Now this is called fire

This is called brimstone

Do you understand

So bring me your coconuts

Bring me your sweet mango too

Bring me your papaya

And I’ll tell you what I’ll bring for you

Syphilis & religion

That’s what we are handin' out

Syphilis & religion

Two things you could

Probably do without

Now get your little donkeys

Pack’em with straw and mud and water

Build me a church right here

Build me a whorehouse and

Bring me your daughter

She could do with some extra tuition

Later on behind the mission

Fanned by the cool night breeze

I’ll spread the word and the std’s

(two things the world could do without)

Now I’m talkin' to my man upstairs

He talks through me

My burden he shares

He says go unto the islands boy

Spread my word and my gospel there

Teach those little savages

The one and only truth there is

Go out and build me one nation

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