Jesus with a Tommy Gun

Jesus with a Tommy Gun

Don’t believe what they tell you,
that the earth is round.
I woke up this morning,
put my feet on the ground.

Cold-Blooded reptiles,
men in suits.
Eroding our values,
hiding the truth.

My version of Jesus has a tommy-gun.
He’s got a bullet saved for everyone.

My version of Jesus has a tommy-gun.
You don’t wanna know what he does for fun.

What happens to family?
What happens to me?
When the rich go to Atlantis,
to live under the sea.

I think I’m an empath,
all I do is scream.
Where are my visions?
Where are my dreams?

My version of Jesus has a tommy-gun.
He’s got a bullet saved for everyone.
My version of Jesus has a tommy-gun.
He’s drunk on red wine and having fun.

My version of Jesus has a tommy-gun.
He’s got a bullet saved for everyone.
My version of Jesus has a tommy-gun.
He’s drunk on red wine and having fun.