Sinful Sermon

What a scene it was on a Sunday and father was so cruel
His hands hit hard for Drinking all the wine at Sunday school
And the pastor shouted verses
While we all got stoned
We all would blaze in hell someday so might as well start now
It was a sinful sermon in our Sunday best
And no amount of psalms would get confessions off our chest
And though we read the Bible
Just to cure the high the holy water couldn't Cleanse our eyes
From the alter called the pastor
Our eyes were devils red
He ran the aisle with some style that told us we were dead
Then the pastor pulled me over
He asked if he could smoke
He took a hit and said good shit
While writing bible jokes
It was a Sinful Sermon in our Sunday best
And no amount of psalms would get confessions off our chest
We gave a sinful salad to our whole damn mass
And smoked the place to holy hell and back

And the lord said you shall not eat nor shall you smoke it not shall you touch it
Lest you die wait do you guys hear that... oh shit... god?

Would my eyes deceive me
(No sir)
Would you believe me
(Yes ma'am)
The floor cracked open what a sight
The roof was gone an almighty light shined upon from above
The devil walked up into the room he had fangs and claws
(This is our doom)
Then Jesus shouted
(Look alive)
And that's when god and the devil fight
It was a sinful sermon in our Sunday best
And there was more narcotics than a Scarface desk
It was a sinful sermon so I dare confide
That we had front row tix to watch a devils fight
And there was copulation
(Copulation)
Jubilation
(Jubilation)
Sinful sermon knock me dead
(Sinful sermon he got head)
Sunday morning oh my lord
To think that church had made us bored
But what a time to be alive
Weed or real you decide
On a sinful sermon