Lights, Camera, Silence On The Set


Tape Rolling, 3-2-1- Action


Welcome To The Church Of Suicidal


We'll Have A Sermon And Wonderful Recital


But Before We Go On There's Something I Must Mention


An Important Message I Must Bring To Your Attention


I Was In Meditation And Prayer Last Night


I Was Awakened By A Shining Bright Light


Overhead A Glorious Spirit, He Gave Me A Message And You All Need To Hear It





Send Me Your Money, That's What He Said


He Said To Me Send Me Your Money


Now If You Can Only Send A Dollar Or Two


There Ain't Hell A Lot I Can Do For You


But If You Want To See Heaven's Door


Make Out A Check For Five Hundred Or More


Send Me Your Money, Do You Hear What I Said?


Send Me Your Money





Now Give Me Some Bas, Um Yea That's How He Likes It


Now Give Me Some Silence, For All You Sinners


Now Give Me Some Bass, Yea That Was Funky


Now Take Them On Home Brother Clark, Send Me Your Money


Here Comes Another Con Hiding Behind A Collar


His Only God Is The Almighty Dollar


He Ain't No Prophet, He Ain't Healer


He's Just A Two Bit Goddamn Money Stealer





Send Me Your Money


Send It, You Got To Send It


Send Me Your Money


You Hear What I'm Saying?


Send It, Send It


Send Me Your Money





Now How Much You Give Is Your Own Choice


But To Me It Is The Difference Between A Porsche And A Rolls Royce


I Want You To Make It Hurt When You Dig Into Your Pocket


Cause It Makes Me Feel So Good To Watch My Profits Rocket


Send Me Your Money


Now Dig In Deep, Dig Real Deep Into Your Pocket


I Want To Make It Hurt!


We'll Take Cash, We'll Take Checks


We'll Take Credit Cards, We'll Take Jewelry


We'll Take Your Momma's Dentures If They Got Gold In Them


So Whose Gonna Be The Next King Of The Fakers


Whose Gonna Take The Place Of Jim And Tammy Faye Bakker?


See My Momma, She Didn't Raise No Fool,


Cause You Can't Put A Price On A Miracle


Amen