What a beautiful feelin' it is to be real   How do you feel?   How the guilty will fall   'Cause they're guilty as sin   Let it begin      I heard it from on high   Heard it was a lie   Jesus die at crucifixion   Lies from emperor constantine   To control your mind   Lord there'll be some resurrection   The church had to apologise   For crimes in times   For all the profits   Overseeing slave plantations   So it comes as no surprise   The church has brutalised   After all the first slave ship they named   It Jesus      Some folks are hollow   Got no tomorrow   Happiness can neither   Beg steal or borrow      Some folks are hollow   Got no tomorrow   Happiness can neither   Beg steal or borrow      Where's all the art and gold   That the Nazis stole   In the Vatican with his holiness the   Pope of Rome   How the guilty will fall   'Cause they're guilty as sin   All this talk   Of who is and who isn't getting in!      Some folks are hollow   Got no tomorrow   Can't smile faces   And the flock won't follow      Some folks are hollow   Got no tomorrow   Happiness can neither   Beg steal or borrow