Newton Neurotics
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Sects

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Sects

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No more visions in hotel rooms

I just can't take any more

There's enough weirdos already in this world

Without you knocking at my door

Without you knocking at my door

Well I'm sick to the teethc, I'm sick to death

Of fanatical sects

Of fanatical sects

Of fanatical sects

And there's no God, no Saviour, no miracle five year plan

Just another doorstep salesman

Causing my chips to burn in the pan

Yes they've burn in the pan

Yes they've burn in the pan

And that's why I don't wanna talk to you

You say there's only one God Almighty

And I ought to come in from the cold

But you're disciples of hypocrisy

Because there's more than one prophet* involved

Because there's more than one prophet* involved

Well I'm sick to the teethc, I'm sick to death

Of fanatical sects

Of fanatical sects

Of fanatical sects

I have come to the conclusion

If you refuse blood transfusions

Then you're certainly insane

To cause such suffering and pain

In the name of God

In the name of God

In the name of God

In the name of God

Condemn to death that person in that bed

And there's no God, no Saviour, no miracle five year plan

Just another doorstep salesman

With the whole wide world in his hands

He's got the wold world in his hands

And that's why I don't want to talk to you

And my mother really needs a hip replacement

But she'll have to wait a couple of years

While money still purs into religious wars

The Church is up in arms about Channel Four

And the only way to God is thorught the floor of your hall

When death knocks at your door

You won't go to bloody church anymore

And that's why I don't wanna talk to you

Knock knock - who's there?

Fanatical sects

Fanatical sects

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