Jerusalem ChokeJerusalem choke, you can taste the smoke
In the sun and the soil, you can cook on the foil
Such a ridiculous voice, as the pendulum swings
The yoke is on the surplus of meat
Knifed in the east
Stuck in the west
Drunk on the sun
And tasting my breath
Jerusalem choke, a victim of sleeves
Gunfire clapping, with my hand on the strings
The odor of hell, it fills my throat
You gotta seize the fork, Jerusalem choke
Alright,
You got it…
Ha, ha…(coughs)
In the sun and the soil, you can cook on the foil
Such a ridiculous voice, as the pendulum swings
The yoke is on the surplus of meat
Knifed in the east
Stuck in the west
Drunk on the sun
And tasting my breath
Jerusalem choke, a victim of sleeves
Gunfire clapping, with my hand on the strings
The odor of hell, it fills my throat
You gotta seize the fork, Jerusalem choke
Alright,
You got it…
Ha, ha…(coughs)
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