She reached her hand out with a pamphlet and I politely said "No, Mam"
I mean no disrespect and I apologize if this $#&@s up your program
You tell me I'm gonna burn for lying but the heat can turn water to wine

Well if there's a hell below then we're all gonna be just fine.

So there I stood six feet in sin, a walking contradiction

But am I wrong for posing question or am I another lost soul searching?
Then she gave me a look so unchristian and told she'd pray for my children
I said "If you're so holy you'll probably out-live me but if I bought a Jesus piece do you think he'd forgive me?"


Maybe I would be a fool to think
That somewhere in the sky's a place for me

What good would it be to pray for me
You won't save me, don't pray for me


Now I've never been religious
I'm just a big fan of logistics
And if it makes sense then I'm all for it

I even pray if the situation calls for it
Somebody asked me if I believe in miracles
I try to answer without sounding satirical

I'm 3 years past my expiration and yet I'm still fresher than a newborn
So I guess that's my explanation but it's safe to say I've never seen a unicorn and I never chase rainbows
But I hear the devil wears designer clothes

So does God have a favourite brand?
And for that matter, is he even a man?
And will I go to hell for even saying that?

Only time will tell I'm just relaying facts.