God will punish the pervert preacher,
Of this you can be sure,
With the vengeance of the molester,
And the frustration of the poor(?).
Don't trust that pervert preacher,
He's gonna ruin your life,
He'll be messing with your childern,
Or he'll be s******* your wife.
You wake up Sunday morning,
Young boy in your bed,
Jesus and the Devil,
Doing business in your head.
You're just a sick old mess,
I bet you wish you were dead,
But you gotta get yourself together,
There's another mass to be said,
Other young boys to be had.
Don't you worry children,
He's gonna get his,
Everything he deserves.
Of this you can be sure,
With the vengeance of the molester,
And the frustration of the poor(?).
Don't trust that pervert preacher,
He's gonna ruin your life,
He'll be messing with your childern,
Or he'll be s******* your wife.
You wake up Sunday morning,
Young boy in your bed,
Jesus and the Devil,
Doing business in your head.
You're just a sick old mess,
I bet you wish you were dead,
But you gotta get yourself together,
There's another mass to be said,
Other young boys to be had.
Don't you worry children,
He's gonna get his,
Everything he deserves.