The Only Good Christian Is a Dead Christian - Foetus, Scraping Foetus off the Wheel

Well, I paid the price of luxury

Heaven looks like Hell to me

And I think I’m going down

What you say?

I’m going down

What you say?

I said I’m going down

A pint of Lazarus straight up

Spending life on bar room floors

What you say?

Bathroom floors

What you say?

I said set 'em up

Six hail margaritas

I’m paying for the price of sin

The time is right for satisfaction

Hanging on street lamps looking for action

Biding my time to crawl in a hole

Crawl in a hole?

Bless my soul!

Six hail margaritas

I’m paying for the price of sin

I became the devil’s advocate

The devil made me do it

Six hail margaritas

I’m paying for the price of sin

I’ve got to commit a sacrifice

Before I blow into paradise

Satan had a word in my ear today

What’d he say?

He said the only good Christian is dead

Dead Christian

The only good Christian is a dead Christian

Dead Christians tell no tales

The devil made him do it

Founding member of Hell’s Cannibals

The devil made him do it

I’m a Christian carnivore

The devil made him do it

Fly the flag at half-mast

Lord, we’re marching straight to Hell

Six hail margaritas

We’re heading straight to Hell

Signed away my signature

Signed away my reputation

Signed away

My, we’re marching straight to Hell

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