God is cool, I'm not a fool,
but when I think of religion
my cookies get tossed
into the collection plate that never disapears.
Feeding on superstitious fears
and capitalizing on the lost.
mindless of all cost.
Blessed be the child agnost.

Benny Hinn warns against sin
from behind his painted, devlish grin.
Is it just a coincidence
that most churches are as cold as tombs.
The preacher's daughter
was babtized in fire water.
Now she's hanging out at my house,
tripping on shrooms.

I agree with Christ in spirit,
but Christians tend to piss me off.
All that talk of forgivness while passing judgement,
where do they get off?
Because I think with a free mind,
they try to scare me with empty threats of Hell.
True punishment for me would be
an eternity with Jerry Falwell.

Condemned and damned, I stand proudly,
if they are salvaged souls.
Basking in the true light? I think not.
More like blind as mountain trolls.
I think I'll just drink my beer and smoke my grass.
If someone out there dare point my way,
I've only one thing to say.
KISS MY PAGAN ASS!