Godsong

The only thing that makes reality is death
Then they hang it on a cross and kneel down and pray to it
That wole thing is not an act

The only thing that makes reality is death
Then they hang it on a cross and kneel down and pray to it
That wole thing is not an act

I’m Jesus Christ whether you accept it or not I don’t care!

I’ve killed everybody since day one!
I’ve murdered ‘em all!
I’m God and I’ve killed everybody! Now what?

I don’t care about your society
The public’s a bunch of assholes!

I don’t care about your society
The public’s a bunch of assholes!

I chopped up nine hogs
And I’m gonna chop every one of you

I chopped up nine hogs
And I’m gonna chop every one of you

I chopped up nine hogs
And I’m gonna chop every one of you