Jesus Loves Junkies - Wishful Blasphemer

Little clown in porno makeup
You're not supposed to see
What a wonderful life in a horrible world
The cocoon splits into three
Birthday sores all over me
Becoming what I swore I'd never be

The giver, the taker
Do you believe it's god
I'll meet my maker and say you did a shitty job

The cult circus evolution has made god obsolete
Rewrite the script with no heaven or hell

The giver, the taker
I don't believe it's god
I'll meet my maker and say you did a shitty job

Can I watch it all blow up in my face

When I watched it die, I finally knew why I was alive
I finally knew why

The giver, the taker
Do you believe it's god
I'll meet my maker and say you did a shitty job
The giver, the taker
I don't believe it's god
I'll meet my maker and say you did a shitty job

Written by:
Jeff Wambolt

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