Jesus Was A Social Drinker

Lyrics

Now Jesus was a social drinker He never drank alone He never partied at a strip club Keeping his woman up at home Or overstayed his welcome Or threw up in your sink Nah, Jesus was never late to work, man And he always pulled his weight So tell me where it hurts And I'll tell you what to feel Wash me in the water mama And I'll wash you in the water Now, Jesus he was cool He could take or leave the stuff And if he got too loose Well then he knew he'd had enough Jesus wasn't Irish Just imagine if he was He might have written poetry and verse And enjoyed a pint of Guinness every day for lunch So tell me where it hurts And I'll tell you what to feel Wash me in the water mama And I'll wash you in the water He never had a laptop A spiral notebook or even a pen But he wrote a best-selling novel, yes he did Disappeared and was never heard from again He was an all-around decent dude But he had his share of rough nights And the more I learn about him Well, the more respect I have for the guy So tell me where it hurts And I'll tell you want to feel Wash me in the water mama And I'll wash you in the water Tell me where it hurts And I'll tell you what to feel Wash me in the water Come on, wash me in the water