Meanwhile kicking back on the couch with The drug addicted, weak minded people Searching for the God through the t.v. screen With the preacher jacking off in their face It's love for him & it's pain for them It makes me sick!
All their pain poured into one Arms reach out to catch for fun Playing life savior with no fear For he know his stacks will grow Year after year after tear
Meanwhile packing up the letters about my world I'm gonna rage I'm gonna make him lose The underworld Make him burn for what he did He's sick yeah he's sick yeah...
Everytime he comes home to his pet snake Named after him they take turns licking the Floor They take turns sucking each others'...ooh He likes it
Every night he kisses his wife on the forehead She lives down the street She's got 32 rooms in her house She's got 30 of them to paint her face
Meanwhile.............!!
Well, welcome to the swirling pool Red and white blood cells of it all Diseased again by a man full of greed For when will your journey end Amongst the sliming green solution You see it makes me.............. Sick...sick, sick, sick, sick Yeah yeah
Meanwhile..............!!
One day he'll get his just reward Playing preacher to the weak bewildered On day he'll crash upon him
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