| Sex And Jesus | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Well, I'll ramble ramble on And I think I'll gamble on My songwriting skills to get me through the mess Take my sugar pills and climb the lyric hills To write the best and invest In words - stock exchange be damned I know I can understand the world If I memorize plenty of words And put my arms round plenty of girls I'm in a whirl - like a curl on my head If I choose to sing instead Cover your ears in dread and listen to my heart It's where all the poems are And all the magic starts So shut the fuck up and listen to me! Chorus: And I'll sing about sex and Jesus Music, arithmetic, politics And a bunch of shit like this Just sex and Jesus Whatever will displease you tease you seize you Or make you free Well I'm a bard, a poet playwright I make it hard for you to call me "trite" And cast light in night on sights we shouldn't see Or titles to spite you Bout Christ's divinity So I offend and lend my tongue to knives of sense At least I don't pretend I know Of what this life's composed I just write in prose And watch the world as it goes But stupid fucks with narrow minds Are sure I'm blind and I have lost it So they cross it And ignore the holy prophet But these are my prophesies My deep philosophies So turn down your ugly noise and hear... Chorus: And I'll sing about sex and Jesus Music, arithmetic, politics And a bunch of shit like this Just sex and Jesus Whatever will displease you tease you seize you Or make you free Well if you swoon at my rambling tune If you think I'm rude, crude, or just obtuse Maybe you need to take a look at you Cause I don't got nothin' to prove Just want to sing some sense Into children and all you parents God - why are y'all so fuckin' dense? Reality check - this is the 21st century Why do you still believe in myths? Just more stupid shit to fill your minds with Why are you against free sex? Why do you want to make war like this? 2 + 2 don't equal six And Jesus...was just a hippie Goddamn I don't understand So here are my thoughts, like em or not And they're more true than a few or a lot No matter how much you've fought And I'll sing now, everything Drink me in and I will bring A tune for you that's got a little bit of truth Chorus: And I'll sing about sex and Jesus Music, arithmetic, politics And a bunch of shit like this Just sex and Jesus Whatever will displease you tease you seize you Or make you free |
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