Текст песни Calling The Maker (Sweatshop Remix) - Aimee Allen

Get my money back, pay my bail
Put me baby in the county jail
Do my time, Lord, and I won't tell
Everybody, everybody going to Hell Pick back my fat, skin my bones
Thirty-two teeth crack throwing stones
Call on Jesus, bring us home I ain't done nothin' but love
I ain't done nothin' but... love
All hands are calling the maker Dirty with the salt from the undertaker
Damn, I hear John the Revelator Mama's in the kitchen dancing and singing
All hands are calling the maker Dirty with the salt from the undertaker
Damn, I hear John the Revelator Mama's in the kitchen dancing and singing
Get my money back, I pay my bail
Put me baby, put me baby in the county jail
Do my time, Lord, and I won't tell On everybody going to Hell
Pick back my fat, skin my bones
Your teeth crack throwing stones
Call on Jesus, bring us home I ain't done nothin' but love
I ain't done nothin' but love
All hands are calling the maker Dirty with the salt from the undertaker
Damn, I hear John the Revelator Mama's in the kitchen dancing and singing
All hands are calling the maker Dirty with the salt from the undertaker
Damn, I hear John the Revalator Mama's in the kitchen dancing and singing Yeah,
I hear him come down the hall
With a tip tap, high clap, voodoo doll
Congo, bongo, blood lust song
White witch playing on a tree trunk gong
It's a boom clack, boom clack on my door
Click the key before there's more
I ain't done nothin' but... Hey love
All hands are calling the maker Dirty with the salt from the undertaker
Damn, I hear John the Revalator Mama's in the kitchen dancing and singing