Cherries for My Sundae

The cosmos is on my side

And Jesus Christ is in my fries

I saw Shiva in my soup

I found Buddha in the chicken coop

Kamma Sutra for one day

Glacier cherries for my sundae

Kamma Sutra all night long

I don't need to tell you why, why, why

'Cause I'm running baby Jesus on the side

When he says that I'm his guy, you don't lie

And all you dirty heathens are gonna fry

The Holy Ghost, my mom and me

We've got our guns and a new TV

I stay up late shooting cans

But Jesus wants me to shoot a man

Kamma Sutra for one day

Glacier cherries for my sundae

Kamma Sutra all night long

I don't need to tell you why, why, why

'Cause I'm running baby Jesus on the side

When he says that I'm his guy, you don't lie

And all you dirty heathens are gonna fry

Alright! Alright! Again! Alright!