Stranger than these times
where man is caught up in the hype of
chains and masks and where are your *****?

Marley downs the boughs of holly
he's not so fukin jolly
but he is awfully dead

no swearing comes a voice from the back seats
where the deadbeats smoke their crack pipes
because it's Sunday
a day to be blessed.

Well
you can't dress up a broiler
as a fancy Christmas turkey,
but they tried it on with me.

They tell me
Jesus saves
and
Jesus lives
but
they never tell me
how.