Ghetto Cross lyrics

by

Black Lips


[Verse 1]
I saw an inbred Jesus dying on the road today
He said: "I'm tired and hungry, I can feel my teeth decay"
I thought I'd help my friend. Oh, we're living in the USA
He said (?) to go, okay

[Chorus]
On the devil cars that's where my friend was slain
On the devil cars that's where my devil was slain, yeah
Devil slain

[Verse 2]
Like all my friends (?) morning when he was dead
Hopin' on a bag of freon, he knows it'll be his last breath
Well the inbred Jesus always makes fun on me
But that's how he lets me know he loves me

[Chorus]
On the devil cars that's where my friend was slain
On the devil cars that's where that devil was slain
Yeah, devil slain, devil slain, devil slain, devil slain

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