Jesus Disguise

It’s time to bury the hatchet
In the back of your head
And once I rip my axe out of your skull
I think I’ll do it again
And then I’ll bury the hatchet
Off the side of the ship
So all the itty bitty fishies, in the deep blue sea
Can eat the evidence
Prowler, Stalker, Immaculate liar
My kinda, Fanatic, Dream vapour
Self-Destruct
OUTRO CHORUS/
I am the wolf in sheep’s clothing
With a drive to baptise
I’m gunna love nailing you up
In your American Jesus disguise