Jerusalem Choke

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)

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