Our carpenter wakes, looks through window,
Sees the morning star, eats breakfast cereal.
The exploited saint, stands on a table;
"Drink me up" says he so commercial.

You can take Him out of his heavenly domain,
But you can't take the heaven out of Him.
You can burn His body but His spirit remains.
Desecrate handsomeness, needle pierces skin.

Lay it down, sugared up, milk and honey,
Eternity is a long time to get bored.
Heaven is cloudy, but Hell is sunny,
Empty gate, nobody died, impatient ******.

Our Heavenly Lady smiles, nobody looks down,
To the clean floor, Mother lays weeping.
Another stoner put in his cave casts a frown,
Messiah arises, but the world stays sleeping.