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lyrics
So I mosey on up to the church pew, pill in my shoe
intending to use 20 minutes before the mass is through //
so it takes effect as soon as christ's erection resurrects
and We all have to shake hands, act nice, and genuflect, now //
I'm a dizzy wreck, I'm so high I probably couldn't feel the pain
this so called God could inflict //
You think that I'm a sinner? check yourself perfect catholic
'cause the vatican was laid brick by brick by hypocrite //
no savior should be immaculate, I have a massive fit when I think of it
why does suicide exist? //
if You need something to worship I've got a laundry list
of things We take for granted that are worthy of being praised and kissed//
and now Ladies and Gentlemen,
White Jesus on the Bass...
White Jesus on the keys...
and White Jesus on the drums...
true omnipresence on an instrumental
Worship your feet, Worship your feet
'cause You stand on them bitches all day
Worship the travel, and those You meet
and the cushions of the couches where You stay
Worship the finger, Worship the hand
'cause tonite, we're all getting laid
a priest once called me an idiot, I'm so fuckin sick of it
crack the bible feel illiterate, to me it's gibberish //
we're the ants, God's the shoe, he's gonna give us a squish
'cause when the rapture comes, global abortion //
proportions don't add up, they're tryin to fit a gallon in a cup
and when it overflows, they're like 'White Jesus, what's up?' //
depicted as a caucasian of course, even though
he was the same color as those being harassed in airports //
no savior should be immaculate, I shit a biblical brick when I think of it
why the heck do I exist? //
finding inner piece is number 3 on my bucket list
after meeting Rod Serling's ghost and giving Sarah Silverman a kiss //
a soft, sensual kissss, and Sarah,
I know your people murdered the lord and savior Jesus Christ,
but I'm willing to look past that
Worship your Dog, Worship your Puppy
'cause they would offer up their Life for You
Worship your Mama, my Mama Love me,
'cause what have You had grow inside of You?
Worship the almighty Vagina, praise the Vestibule
so what I'm tryin to say is...
I need a human savior with scars, and wounds, and calluses
fuck the white man fallacies, who care's how strong Atlas is
swimming through analysis, I ain't building palaces
I'm not sure how to get to Heaven, but I can show You where
West Allis is.
credits
from Counterfeit Paradise,
released July 25, 2015
produced by Jason Fabus
engineering and scratches by Moses
written and performed by D'Amato
