Lyrics

I'm greasing up Jesus I'm calling his phone I'm beggin you Jesus answer the phone And I dust off these old leathers Push back my hair with these god given hands and I Scream out cos I'm alone Alone with the thoughts of that man I'm greasing up Jesus I'm calling his phone I'm beggin you Jesus Answer the phone And I wash my face in this cracked little mirror and I Take a swig from this lipstick stained glass and I Use the gum from last nights adventure To stick cheap cologne on that little devils ass Why can't I get what I want when all I want is you Why can't I get what I want when all I want is you I'm greasing up Jesus I'm calling his phone I'm beggin you Jesus Answer the phone I'm greasing up Jesus I'm calling his phone I'm beggin you Jesus Answer the phone Thanks for listening see you all soon with Chapter 5 of this story Keep it greasy and be good to each other love from all of us