GHOST - Missionary Man lyrics

Well, I was born an original sinner
I was born from original sin
And if I had a dollar bill
For all the things I've done
There'd be a mountain of money
Piled up to my chin (Hey)

My mother told me good
My mother told me strong she said
"Be true to yourself and you can't go wrong
But there's just one thing
That you must understand
You can fool with your brother"

But don't mess with a missionary man
Don't mess with a missionary man
Don't mess with a missionary man
Don't mess with a missionary man

Well, the missionary man
He's got God on his side
He's got the saints and apostles
Backin' up from behind
Black eyed looks from those Bible books
He's a man with a mission, got a serious mind
There was a woman in the jungle
And a monkey on a tree
The missionary man, he was followin' me
He said, "Stop what you're doin'
Get down upon your knees
I've got a message for you
That you better believe"
(Believe, believe, believe)

(Oh yeah, ha, huh, yeah, ooh, oh yeah, woah)

Well, I was born an original sinner
I was born from original sin
And if I had a dollar bill
For all the things I've done
There'd be a mountain of money
(Money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money)

Don't mess with the missionary man
A missionary man a missionary man
A missionary man
Don't mess with the missionary man (yeah)
Don't mess with the missionary man (yeah)
Don't mess with the missionary man (yeah)
Don't mess with the missionary man (yeah)