Drink of the Gods (feat. Sasha Smith)
First time I saw Jesus, he was preaching in the street
He grabbed my arm to steady himself, but he was right out on his feet
The second time with Jesus, reading scriptures at the bar
He spent the day necking Jack and Coke, then he slept under the stars
The third time I saw Jesus, a crowd had gathered round
Distraught crying people, at his body on the ground
We all may know a Jesus, the name should ring a bell
Don't turn away or bow your head, coz the drink may be their hell
The drink may be their hell
The first time I met Moses, he was floating down the road
His eyes were bright like headlights, there's a story to be told
Now Moses liked to party, and night return to day
When energy levels left him, the cocaine came out to play
A slippery road he fell down, with a mountain left to climb
Distraught crying people, at his body on the side
We all may know a Moses, the name should ring a bell
Don't turn away or bow your head, coz the coke may be their hell
The coke may be their hell
First time I met Mary; she was sliding down a pole
I tipped her thirty dollars and she opened up her soul
The second time with Mary, she was gliding down the street
A red light glowed around her and the men were at her feet
The third time I saw Mary, the crowds had gathered round
Distraught crying people, at her body on the ground
We all may know a Mary, the name should ring a bell
Don't turn away or bow your head, coz the job may be her hell
The job may be her hell
The job may be her hell
He grabbed my arm to steady himself, but he was right out on his feet
The second time with Jesus, reading scriptures at the bar
He spent the day necking Jack and Coke, then he slept under the stars
The third time I saw Jesus, a crowd had gathered round
Distraught crying people, at his body on the ground
We all may know a Jesus, the name should ring a bell
Don't turn away or bow your head, coz the drink may be their hell
The drink may be their hell
The first time I met Moses, he was floating down the road
His eyes were bright like headlights, there's a story to be told
Now Moses liked to party, and night return to day
When energy levels left him, the cocaine came out to play
A slippery road he fell down, with a mountain left to climb
Distraught crying people, at his body on the side
We all may know a Moses, the name should ring a bell
Don't turn away or bow your head, coz the coke may be their hell
The coke may be their hell
First time I met Mary; she was sliding down a pole
I tipped her thirty dollars and she opened up her soul
The second time with Mary, she was gliding down the street
A red light glowed around her and the men were at her feet
The third time I saw Mary, the crowds had gathered round
Distraught crying people, at her body on the ground
We all may know a Mary, the name should ring a bell
Don't turn away or bow your head, coz the job may be her hell
The job may be her hell
The job may be her hell
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Davey
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