People stare & tell me I'm a cro-magnon
As if time's just begun
Just because I wanna have 10 sons
They will be my army, a symbol of God's great love
Dining on roasted doves
They're gonna save every schlub

Even though we ain't got money
I still wanna knock ya up honey
Every squeeze will bring a troop of Hu--uuun---unnnns
& in the morning it does rise
to camp out between your plump thighs
& tells me it's time for the...
The return of Christ

Love a girl who trusts my words & laps me up
Who loves my truck, loves my gee-tar & my holy f---s
When I find she has no mind I take her home
Keep her there, until I ascend God's throne

Even though we got their money
It's time we stash machine guns honey
Every blast will leave a chain of guu--uuu--uuts
In the mornin to my surprise
Bombs bring a roar of joy to my eyes
& tells me everything
Goes the way of Christ

Love a world that pays the way for my mistakes
Livin on welfare checks, unemployment & section 8
& when I find the taxman comes to drain my dimes
I declare myself a church & then I pay no mind

Even though I spent your money
That's ok this is God talkin honey
Every cry will bring us up to Hea--eeaa-ven
In the mornin when I rub my eyes
I see the ashes of those I despised
They tell me I proved one thing
That I'm their master, Christ