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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