It's nothing but a dirty backseat car thing Just listen to that jesus jumper sing He's got the angels in his throat But the devil's down there in his scrote The way he drags it in the dirt Is enough to make your stomach hurt But to call that mock messiah king It's nothing but a dirty backseat car thing
I am the truest man of god I am the one and only son Sheddeth thy robe proveth thy love
It's nothing but a dirty backseat car thing She kissed that pulpit pounder's ring I tried to talk her down to earth But she kept on babbling about rebirth She gave up all her worldly goods She claims he's just misunderstood But the shit that Bible banger slings It's nothing but a dirty backseat car thing
I am the truest man of god I am the one and only son Sheddeth thy robe proveth thy love
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