Jackie Jackie Packer Paroles

they won't bow to me their master
for I am the lord
who has created the clauses
within their laws
so that I can escape responsibility
so that I can have immunity
from all of the shit that I keep producing

but dear Jackie
Jackie Packer
if you house it is made of sticks
you'd better tend to your own
for when the wind it blows
yeah the wind it blows
from the pacific

but I am so sweet
I'm so sweet and pure
I do good things and you shall hear them all
each day and each night not gonna take it Jackie no more
no more no
I'm not gonna take it
I'm not gonna take it
not gonna take it
no no more

so to all you little Jackie Packers
your time it is a running out
your temples are a crumbling down
your false idols are are a tumbling around you
and the wind it blows
yeah the wind it blows
from the pacific