I Pound Beers For Jesus

I pound beers for Jesus
He's got me working in a mill
It's his cover for his secrets may spill
I sit and I pound
and I work and I sweat.
Jesus giggles.

He says, head down and be kind,
or in-vitro, you'll find the cleansing
of wrath, the indulgence of gluttony,
and the triumph of pride

I sat up one day
and decided to throw my life away
I drank and I smoked
came home late after work,
happier now

I live off his blood
and his giggles