Yesterday's tomorrow was today, and then
the devil sneezed so I told her: 'god bless,'
and she looked at me like she ain't impressed.

But she bought me a beer and then said:
"tell your guardian angel to wait outside,"
as she started massaging my pride.

She knows that I buried god years ago,
right after I stuffed that angel's mouth full
of my personally-sharpened family jewels.

Horney devil,
swallow your forked tongue
right after you're done
lapping up my ***.

Lovely angel,
sorry for cutting you up
while you sat patiently
waiting in stirrups.