There's a cry that is heard in the city
From Vivian at Pentecost Lane,
A shriekin' and dancing till 4 a.m.,
Another night of muscles and pain,
I love you despite your convictions
That god never laughs at my jokes.
I'm a young man at odds with the bible,
But I don't pretend faith never works
When we're down on our knees,
Preteen at the bus stop.
Now Jesus he came in a vision
And offered you redemption from sin,
I'm not sayin' that I don't believe you,
But are you sure that it really was him?
I've been told that it could've been blue cheese
Or the meal that we ate down the road.
Hallelujah!