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