Can’t say I ever saw Jesus turn water into wine,

But I sure saw ‘em drink wine like water before!

Where god was a puritanical sobrite with one greedy eye’d desire,

And earth's saints produced hallucinations for everyone to expire.

Yet Jesus enjoyed life, slugging bottles back, toking a pack,

Hopping ass at the club, preaching loud the crackiest smack,

Breaking gods from their pure hallucinations of greedy desire,

And bringing simple words of love as anti-psychotic of the day.