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Holy-spirit-hurricane rushes through her veins
she loves Jesus more than me
I don’t mind, she gives me most of what I need
she loves Jesus more than me
Half-full is my cup, and I feel hers up
she loves Jesus more than me
And I don’t mind
Cause she’s the love of my life
Giving me my favorite sin
So just like him
I rise again
I rise again
Just like him
I rise
For I am rock-n-roll Adam and you my madam Eve
She loves Jesus more than me
Gave up abstinence for lent
She loves Jesus more than me
Be my Mary Magdalene
She loves Jesus more than me
And I don’t mind
Cause she’s the love of my life
Giving me my favorite sin
So just like him
I rise again
I rise again
Just like him
I rise again
she's got kisses sweeter than mountain dew with a body so curved it’ll rapture you
when she speaks in tongues it sets my devils loose and there’s nothing I can do except
give in to you and when I do
I rise again
I rise again
Just like him
I rise again
She Loves Jesus More than Me
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Southern girls like a breakfast of
Gravy biscuit made with mama’s love
Southern girls like a breakfast of
Sweet tea and cigarettes
Alcohol and percocets
Then she heads on down the road late for church
She was raised to pray and never sass
And her tomboy ways made her an hourglass
I text lets play some beer beer-pong and smoke some grass
And get your ass in a Sunday dress
We sold our souls for a six pack, sex and birth control
Southern girls like a breakfast of
Gravy biscuit made with mama’s love
Southern girls like a breakfast of
Sweet tea and cigarettes
Alcohol and percocets
Then she heads on down the road late for church
Pop-Country is a hypnotizing witch
It brainwashes all these southern chicks
They live their lives to those cursed lyrics
Death de Dixie and all her spirits
Youth will fade and that southern sun will set
We got married young
So when we get divorced we'll still have time to find
Another one to love
Southern girls like a breakfast of
Gravy biscuit made with mama’s love
Southern girls like a breakfast of
Sweet tea and cigarettes
Alcohol and percocets
Then she heads on down the road late for church
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men are always trying to spread their seed
but they catch the semen with a latex sheath
it's called safe-sex cause it protects against STDs and pregnancies
well he’s still shit out of luck
he can't fuck unless he’s in love
he can't fuck unless he’s in love
you won't ever hear him talk about sluts or random hookups
he can't fuck unless he’s in love
birth-control, that stuff is so far out
the girls take one a day so they can totally rock out
but if he whispers in her ear--you wanna have some fun
she replies--first, second or third base that's as far as I come...cum...
she can't fuck unless she’s in love
she can't fuck unless she’s in love
she ain't no slut she don't participate in random hookups
she can't fuck unless she’s in love
if you wanna wait until you're in love
then masturbate three times a day
it's fun
savor the kisses and the hugs
and the dry humps
when you find that person you'll know they're the one
until then sing along
I can't fuck unless I’m in love
I can't fuck unless I’m in love
you won't ever hear me talk about sluts or random hookups
I can't fuck unless I’m in love
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When the devil gave me dreams
She was pretty as could be
All my neurons begged and begged
For the sunshine between her legs
And so I prayed
Dear Devil, I’ll make you a deal
If you send her back to me in real life
I’ll ask my God
To give you free will one more time
So I preyed on her with lips and tongue and soft-rough touch
O’ I’m gonna jujuchoochoojujuchoochoo her
When you make a deal with the devil
They say you ain’t gonna go to heaven
Well thank God I don’t need yall's approval
For a fucking thing
Hell yeah
Consider me the Devil’s sun
I shed a light upon your lies
and I run to reveal a truth
that is far too big for you
All-alone I think my God in song, with every note and every strum
O’ I’m gonna jujuchoochoojujuchoochoo you
These are the things I know
Jesus Christ and Rock N’Roll
Loneliness writes all our songs
Satan, Satan, take my soul
God is All-God is Great-God Is evil-God is everything
O’ I’m gonna jujuchoochoojujuchoochoo you
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War is fun!
For those that want to shed blood!
Holy Holy machine gun!
Let's make war not love
Let's make a couple of bucks
Bullets are just tickets to hell for those unlucky fucks
I am
American
A Manifest-Destiny-Dude
those natives sure do need us
cause they don’t believe in Jesus
let's make them scream for Allah
la la la la la la la la
and those infidels must stop it
cause they don’t believe in Muhammad
let’s forever end their
hallelujahs
I am
Christian and Muslim
Manifest-destiny-dudes
was it your lord who said war against your brother
turn the other cheek so you can see
through your scope a little better
Abel and Cain
didn’t teach you a damn thing
except the sacrifice must be blood
before God hears us pray
I am
American
A Manifest-destiny-dude
It's manifest-destiny, dude.
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I don’t need no tree of knowledge
I will always be a child
Moses, David, Jesus, Paul
All them prophets are dead and gone
Mother nature’s a mother fucker
She tried to hump me
I humped back harder
All her seasons always teasing me
God please give me all life’s secrets
I’ll be your poet, preacher, mystic
Should I meditate and pray
Or lose my faith?
Save me from this sin like Eden
Rock me just like Eve rocked Adam!
Love and sex let's procreate
Super-size-domesticated
Holy births don’t need a womb
We come from when space masturbated
Heaven don't seem too far when you're in love
Hell seems fun when you lust
God please give me all life’s secrets
I’ll be your poet, preacher, mystic
Girl, I ain’t gonna wait come now
let's lose our faith
Save me from this sin like Eden
Rock me just like Eve rocked Adam!
(!!!!!!) (!!!!!!) (!!!!!!)
Save me from this sin like Eden
Rock me just like Eve rocked Adam!
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released April 8, 2015