Lyrics

The cosmos is on my side And Jesus Christ is in my fries I saw Shiva in my soup I found Buddha in the chicken coop Kamma Sutra for one day Glacier cherries for my sundae Kamma Sutra all night long I don't need to tell you why, why, why 'Cause I'm running baby Jesus on the side When he says that I'm his guy, you don't lie And all you dirty heathens are gonna fry The Holy Ghost, my mom and me We've got our guns and a new TV I stay up late shooting cans But Jesus wants me to shoot a man Kamma Sutra for one day Glacier cherries for my sundae Kamma Sutra all night long I don't need to tell you why, why, why 'Cause I'm running baby Jesus on the side When he says that I'm his guy, you don't lie And all you dirty heathens are gonna fry Alright! Alright! Again! Alright!