Warning! This song contains explicit sexual references.
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 Saving Myself for Jesus by Birdcloud ( duo Jasmin Kaset and Makenzie Green).
Lyrics
(verse)
Honey I feel your bone I’d rather sit here all alone
Oh, honey I feel your bone I’d rather sit here all alone
(chorus)
You tell me that you love me, don’t try and corrupt me
I’m saving myself for Jesus
(verse)
You can titty fuck, tie me up dry hump me
And slap me in the face, Ill even let you call me mommy
(chorus)
He died upon the cross, let me get my point across
My hymen belongs to Jesus
(verse)Honey I’ll roll over, let you poke me in my back door
Honey I’ll roll over, I’ll let you cram it in my back door
(chorus)
I ain’t gonna be one of those Mary Magdalene whores
My pussy belongs to Jesus
(verse)
I ain’t going to hell like dem som bitch Muslims
The Catholics and the Jews and Osama bin Ladens
(chorus)
I ain’t goin to hell like ole Charlie manson,
Jimmy carter or the fuckin unibomber
(verse)
And when we get married then I’ll let you pop my cherry
And I’ll love you like the devil at our home in Shelbyville
(chorus)
And we’ll go up to heaven and we’ll meet old baby Jesus
You’ll be so glad that we waited; you’ll be so glad that we waited
Honey I feel your bone
