Big-Jesus-Trash-Can

Big Jesus soulmates Trash Can



fucking rotton business this



bot feet in the bad-boot



siff in the crypt, babay, like a rock



rock-rock-rock



Big-Jesus soul-mates Trash-Can



pumped me fulla Trash at least it smelt like Trash



wears a suit of Gold (got greasy hair)



but God gave me sex appeal



well-well-well-rock



he drives a trash can



he's comin to my town rock rock rock



ro-o-o-o-o-ck!



Big Jesus Oil King down in Texas



drives great holy tanks of gold



screams from heaven's graveyard



American heads will roll in Texas (roll like Daddies meat)



roll under those singing stars of Texas



well-well-well



he drives a trash can



he's coming to my town