The clean and pristine
It sickens me.
Let’s get it on
Between back seats
And buried dreams
Where God cannot see

Forgive me father for I have sinned
This Sunday Morn,
A Repenter’s Device
To save his life
For the coming of Christ,
Reborn

Seven Hell Marys
And all is forgiven,
Wear this halo
Around the arm
With lethal injection

The clean and pristine
It sickens me.
Let’s get it on
Between back seats
And buried dreams
Where God cannot see