Men coming at me
Knocking at your front door
Would you like to be free
Would you like to know more
Like a good neighbor
He will be there
As long as he gets it
An equal share
Insurance from God
You're in good hands
A piece of the rock
He understands
Christians aren't perfect
They're only slaves
Feed them to lions
What are you waiting for
Insurance from God
Black ties, white shirts
Little red ten speeds
Kick them with black boots
So they won't have to wait for
Insurance from God
You're in good hands
A piece of the rock
He understands
Christians aren't perfect
They're only slaves
Crucify them
So they won't have to wait for
Insurance from God
Cash in your policy
Wouldn't ya like to be free
I'm the collector of your soul
Wouldn't you like to follow me
Wouldn't you like to come with me
Wouldn't you like to know more
[Thanks to punkmetaller88 for adding these lyrics]
45 Grave - Insurance From God Lyrics
45 Grave - Insurance From God Lyrics
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Men coming at me
Knocking at your front door
Would you like to be free
Would you like to know more
Like a good neighbor
He will be there
As long as he gets it
An equal share
Insurance from God
You're in good hands
A piece of the rock
He understands
Christians aren't perfect
They're only slaves
Feed them to lions
What are you waiting for
Insurance from God
Black ties, white shirts
Little red ten speeds
Kick them with black boots
So they won't have to wait for
Insurance from God
You're in good hands
A piece of the rock
He understands
Christians aren't perfect
They're only slaves
Crucify them
So they won't have to wait for
Insurance from God
Cash in your policy
Wouldn't ya like to be free
I'm the collector of your soul
Wouldn't you like to follow me
Wouldn't you like to come with me
Wouldn't you like to know more
[Thanks to punkmetaller88 for adding these lyrics]
Knocking at your front door
Would you like to be free
Would you like to know more
Like a good neighbor
He will be there
As long as he gets it
An equal share
Insurance from God
You're in good hands
A piece of the rock
He understands
Christians aren't perfect
They're only slaves
Feed them to lions
What are you waiting for
Insurance from God
Black ties, white shirts
Little red ten speeds
Kick them with black boots
So they won't have to wait for
Insurance from God
You're in good hands
A piece of the rock
He understands
Christians aren't perfect
They're only slaves
Crucify them
So they won't have to wait for
Insurance from God
Cash in your policy
Wouldn't ya like to be free
I'm the collector of your soul
Wouldn't you like to follow me
Wouldn't you like to come with me
Wouldn't you like to know more
[Thanks to punkmetaller88 for adding these lyrics]
Writer: DINAH CANCER, DON BOLLES, MARY CUTLER, PAUL CUTLER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management