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Ensemblen
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Songtexte: Headstones. Do That Thing.

Hey man, well, look it here
We got Jesus, He's drinkin' beer
He's playin' cards, He's shootin' dice
He's drinkin' whiskey and He beats His wife

And it's the same song He always sings
He's got it all 'cause His dad's the king
The same song He always sings

He says, you can't get to Heaven
When you're doing that thing
No you, can't get to Heaven
When you do that thing

Can't get to Heaven
When you're doing that thing
No you, can't get to Heaven
When you do that thing

Now hey man, what's all this?
They nailed Him down, it's a son of a bitch
At supper last night, He's tellin' jokes
He held the table makin' fun of His folks

And it's the same song He always sings
He's got it all 'cause His dad's the king
Same song He always sings

He's singin', can't get to Heaven
When you're doin' that thing
No, you can't get to Heaven
When you do that thing

No, can't get to Heaven
When you're doin' that thing
No, you can't get to Heaven
When you do that thing

Do that thing, I said, do that thing
Do that thing, do that thing

Hey man, don't get too close
Pick up the pieces that you love most
Keep cruisin' bars with guns and knives
He's shootin' whiskey and lovin' life

And it's the same song He always sings
He's got it all and His dad's the king
Same song He always sings

He says, you can't get to Heaven
When you're doin' that thing
No, you can't get to Heaven
When you do that thing

No you, can't get to Heaven
When you're trickin' that thing
No you, can't get to Heaven
When you're doin' that thing

Do that thing, do that thing
Do that thing, do that thing, do it
Do that thing, don't do that thing
Don't do that thing