If Jesus Was Alive Today

He'd Have To Get Hisself A Job

He'd Have The History Of The World

Tattooed Across Is Ass -- In 47 Languages

He'd Have The Names Of All His Relatives

Etched On His Brain

And Everything They Left Behind

But He'd Never Get Around To Callin' Them

To Let 'em Know That He Was Alright

But He'd Be Alright



He'd Be Born In Suburbia On Christmas Day

Sympathetic To The Castaways On Gilligan's Isle

Marooned On An Island In A Sea Of Despair

Surrounded By Water

In The Ocean Of Life



Another Lost Soul Winds Up In Prison

Sittin' Alone Throwin' Rocks At The Sky

Slowly Ascending, Climaxing, Descending

Catch You Off Guard

Put Out Your Eyes



Jesus Preachers, Preaching Jesus

Jesus Using His Own Name In Vain

Six Feet Deep, But He Can't Get To Sleep

Cannot Hold A Job

To Save His Life