Bigger Fish to Fry

I said a bad word when I was a kid
Mamma said that I’d be sorry for the sin that I did
My daddy whooped me and the preacher said shame
And I tried like hell to change
But I cuss, I smoke, I laugh at dirty jokes
The minor voices, man I know them well
I’ve closed down bars, I’ve lusted in my heart
My ex’s think I ougta burn in hell
But the devil he won’t notice when I die
Don’t you figure he’s got bigger fish to fry
Politicians taking pork barrel bribes
Crooked CEOs are getting off with no time
Christmas Eve burglers stealing good children’s toys, (can't say Christmas)
Holiday burglers stealing good children’s toys
Yeah there’s gonna be bonfire burning
An everlasting barbecue
But with all the bad stuff going on
There ain’t gonna be room for me and you
'Cause we cuss, we smoke, I laugh at Tater’s jokes
Tell one Jim. You know you’re old when your wife says honey
Let’s run upstairs and make love
And your answer is «I cannot do both.»
The minor voices, man we know them well
We’ve closed down bars, we’ve lusted in our hearts
Our ex’s think we ought burn in hell
But the devil he won’t notice when we die
Hey, don’t you figure he’s got bigger fish to fry
Yeah, don’t you figure he’s got bigger fish to fry
Pass the tartar sauce
When we all get to heaven what a day of rejoicing it will be