Hot Rod God

He put a steeple on the roof of his garage
And now he gets down on his knees and prays to hot rods

Sunday comes
He's underneath the hood
And hes filled up w the light of God

He put a steeple on the roof of his garage
And now he gets down on his knees and prays to hot rods

He found all 12 apostles in the engine
The holy trinity of oil gas and air
He saw the face of mother Mary
In the radiator fan
She had black shiny beautiful hair

He put a steeple on the roof of his garage
And now he gets down on his knees and prays to hot rods

The preacher say that it's a sin
To be worshipping something like and engine

He just laughs
At a the little old hater
Cause he knows he's got God w him!

He put a steeple on the roof of his garage
And now he gets down on his knees and prays to hot rods



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew R. Lorenz
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