You’re a Pagan

Lyrics

Feel real low, smoke a joint Cuss real loud, make your point Rock 'n' roll's all you play Always getting your own way Where you goin', where you been Your cruddy heart is full of sin In the words of Kenneth Hagin Face the facts, you're a pagan Chorus: You're a pagan, with a capital P You're a pagan, full of idolatry You're a pagan, that is what you bee There's no fakin', fry like bacon You're a pagan You're a man whose out of shape But before that, you were an ape In eons past, you were a worm Not long before, you were a germ Where you goin', where you been Your cruddy heart is full of sin Like Charlie Darwin and Carl Sagan You've evolved into a pagan You're a pagan, with a capital P You're a pagan, full of idolatry You're a pagan, that is what you bee There's no fakin', fry like bacon You're a pagan Sunday morning, go to church Every Monday, fall from your perch Wednesday prayer fill your cup Every Friday, throw it up Where you goin', where you been Your cruddy heart is full of sin Hear the charge that I am makin' There is no doubt, you're a pagan You're a pagan, with a capital P You're a pagan, full of idolatry You're a pagan, that is what you bee There's no fakin', fry like bacon You're a pagan...