Ghetto Cross
Lyrics
I saw an inbred Jesus dying on the road today He said, "I'm tired and hungry, I can feel my teeth decay" I thought I'd help my friend, oh, we're living in the USA He said he wanted us to go, okay On the devil cars that's where my friend was slain On the devil cars that's where my devil was slain, yeah Devil slain Like all my fans, he screams of what, morning when he was dead Hoping on a bag of freon, he knows it'll be his last breath Well the inbred Jesus always makes fun on me But that's how he lets me know he loves me On the devil cars that's where my friend was slain On the devil cars that's where that devil was slain Yeah, devil slain, devil slain, devil slain
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:14
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 120 BPM