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A rockabilly commentary on mega churches, predatory false prophets monetizing on people's fears for personal gain by high pressure sales via prosperity gospel proselytizing and a big middle finger to judgy plastic Christians who think their sh*t don't stink. We are ALL sinners here.

Lyrics

I went down to the river to pray to my Lord and Guide
I saw a lot of people waiting on the other side
Then a wise old black man came up beside me said,
"Son I hope you ain't waitin' here too? Salvation only comes to those that deserve and boy, it'll never happen to you."

So I looked at him square in the face and I said, "Well ALRIGHT!"
Well I hopped into my Cadillac, I started crusin' on down the road
I had so many decadent thoughts I thought my mind would explode
you can wait, you and pray, you stay all day and maybe some day you'll see
the pearly gates of heaven and eternal peace but hell's just fine by me!

I wanna find sick love and try new stuff, and jive to that Teddy Boy beat
I wanna drink all night and doze all day because the sinners love their sleep

Well "organized religion" is about the funniest thing that I ever heard
And if you believe what I say is true, raise your hands and say "Praise the Lord!"
I don't need no man to read me no book, I don't need your speeches and your dirty looks
I just want you to know right where I stand

I wanna find sick love and try new stuff, and jive to that Teddy Boy beat
I wanna drink all night and doze all day because the sinners love their sleep
Yes the sinner's love their sleep, oh yes the sinnersssssssszzzzzzz
Looooovveee their sleeeeeep OH YEAH!
Amen brother!