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The Church in the desert

Like a purse stuffed with gold

Is surrounded by the hungry

The infirm and old

And though they make a show

Of sweeping scraps from their tables

They stick it to the poor

Every chance that they’re able

There’s lenders in the temple

Jackals in the house of God

So me and this drifter

Broke in there for funs

We made out with the coffers

As the clergy sat stunned

I said, «This mansion was built

On the backs of the poor

So just pray for our souls

As you lie on the floor»

There’s lenders in the temple

Jackals in the house of God

The priest pulled a pistol

As we ran out the door

I felt a bullet rip through me

And I fell to the floor

My partner stopped to help

And was shot several times

The money fell in the pool

Of blood, brains, and grime

There’s lenders in the temple

Jackals in the house of God

The priest hit his knees

Like a man meant to pray

His vestments in gore

His beady eyes glazed

But he wasn’t giving last rites

To my friend growing cold

The cops swarmed around me

As he clawed for his gold

Flip their tables

Burn their notes

Let’s string them up

And slit their throats

There’s lenders in the temple

There’s lenders in the temple

There’s lenders in the temple

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