Michigan Jesus Songtext

von Thought Industry

[Brent] Christ, you've toiled hard. So grab a stool. You
Get to buy the first round.

[Jesus] Guiness Stout?

[Brent] I'll cleanse your feet with my beer. We'll have
Another round, Collin. May I bum a smoke? Thank
You.

[Jesus] Citizens, the proletariat will rise. Marx was right
To believe in something new.

[Dippy] Can I quote that?

[Jesus] Government, reduced to a momentary guard. I was
Born just a man within a plan.

[Lippy] That's with a "J", right?

[Brent] Christ, the girls are onto you. A godless herd.
But I don't believe in god either.

[Jesus] And neither do I.

[Brent] Let's pound some shots of Quervo. I'm always
Thinking wrong loaded. So, damn it, come along. We'll
Sing.

[Jesus, Brent, and the People] Tralala lalalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala.
Tralala lalalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala.

[Dippy] Genius, who's your agent?

[Lippy] Is that in Hebrew?

[Brent] I'm outta here. Call me a taxi. Christ, my keys.
You sure know how to drink my friend J.C.

[Dippy] I love you.

[People] Adieu, adieu, and yes we love you Jesus, too.
Please come back to conclude in lost Hebrew.

[Lippy] Please, don't leave.

[Jesus] Thank you much. Come meet my wife at the
Laundromat.