Sects Lyrics - Anthrax

Acting like mo jo's 

Acting like body bagger's 

Let the bells ring 

Rejoice and sing 

Jim Jones, where did you come from 

Jim Jones, was it for fun 

Jim Jones, that's your name 

Jim Jones, style of death 

This sects the promised land 

Are you ready to all meet god? 

Bart's killers holding hands 

Do not fight the odds 

Try to make 'em sick drink up 

Be merry and be dead 

Jim Jones, where did you come from 

Jim Jones, was it for fun 

Jim Jones, that's your name 

Jim Jones, style of death 

Murder! murder! murder! 

The zero hero 

Some of them might get sex 

Together with that boring joke 

Mercenaries disciples 

With bibles and rifles 

In temple of people 

To the book of people 

No poster hanging high 

And I do, but I don't ask why 

And I do, but I don't ask why 

And I do, but I don't ask why 

And I do, but I don't ask why 

And I do, but I don't ask why 

And I do, but I don't ask why 

And I do, but I don't ask why 

Ah ha,ha,ha,ha 

Oh Lord you die