This is the latest installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.
Today’s Song of Sacrilege is Cocaine Jesus by Rainbow Kitten Surprise.
Lyrics
Listen in, it isn’t when you’re talking for your name’s sake
Jesus, Mary Magdalene you are, are you okay?
Sitting by the well, Jill, your falling down the hill, Jack
And everybody laughed
Don’t you pray? Don’t you pray?
To a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater
Got a man, don’t need him, but you wait
Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
If you only ever need it for the day
High won’t hold, won’t hold, and I have no more
Than all you left of me
I have, I have, I have no more
Than all you leave
High as hell, feeling fine, nothing bad but nothing kind
Not a word from me, at least nothing you would mind
In my head, in my head, I get lonely sometimes
Feeling fine, coming down, never back ’cause we’re never out
You’ll never call the cops again, I’ll never call her mine
In my head, in my head, I get lonely sometimes
When you find an old picture of us
And you clear away the dust
I hope you miss me sometimes
When you see a frame that reminds you of me
Would you remember the times
Oh, the times that we believed
In a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater
Got a man, don’t need him, but you wait
Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
If you only ever need it for the day
High won’t hold, won’t hold, and I have no more
Than all you left of me
I have, I have, I have no more
Than all you leave
I’m nothing more than a page unwritten on the pavement, blowing in the wind
You win a lot, and lose just a little bit more than you gained in the end
But God, I wish that I, was better than I am
But no luck, no love, no Gospel I could understand
I’m nothing that ever wanted to lean on, yeah, but even then
When you find an old picture of us, and you clear away the dust
I hope you miss me sometimes
When you see a frame that reminds you of me
Would you remember the times
Oh, the times that we believed
In a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater
Got a man, don’t need him, but you wait
Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
If you only ever need it for the day, today
I’m just a page unwritten on the pavement
You needed ’til you left
But I’m more than a need or a thing you believe or a word
That you leave unsaid
Bruce Gerencser, 67, lives in rural Northwest Ohio with his wife of 46 years. He and his wife have six grown children and thirteen grandchildren. Bruce pastored Evangelical churches for twenty-five years in Ohio, Texas, and Michigan. Bruce left the ministry in 2005, and in 2008 he left Christianity. Bruce is now a humanist and an atheist.
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