Communion Lyrics

Southern Baptist church
In the heart of the suburbs
Taking communion outta' tiny plastic cups
Oh, they told me it was wine
But it was really just grape juice
I had my first drop of rum when I was 21
Three a.m. in Brooklyn and
I'm drinking at the Union
Sippin' on a cheap beer and
Chasing women like schoolkids
Oh, I stood in long lines
Just to do a few lines
And I stumbled down the block
As the sun was coming up
Well honey, you ask me where I came from
I've come from a lot of different places
Oh but I hope that I'll end up
Right next to you
You...you...you