From the recording Everything Is Religion


There's a pie in the sky and i don't like its taste
I'm in an argument with the whole human race
Some self-congratulatory slut just won a Grammy
And I can't get a return phone call from my family
Everything Is religion
Hark now hear the angels sing
Looky here, a wedding ring
Hark now hear the angels cry
Me and Mrs. say goodbye
I think I'll just walk down this street
Give this ring to the first whore I meet
Go to Las Vegas and lose all I can
And pray I never see you again
Everything Is Religion
That's My Religion
You're against my rel;igion