The Only Good Christian Is a Dead Christian

Well, I paid the price of luxury
Heaven looks like Hell to me
And I think I’m going down
What you say? I’m going down
What you say? I said I’m going down
A pint of Lazarus straight up
Spending life on bar room floors
What you say? Bathroom floors
What you say? I said set 'em up
Six hail margaritas
I’m paying for the price of sin
The time is right for satisfaction
Hanging on street lamps looking for action
Biding my time to crawl in a hole
Crawl in a hole? Bless my soul!
Six hail margaritas
I’m paying for the price of sin
I became the devil’s advocate
The devil made me do it
Six hail margaritas
I’m paying for the price of sin
I’ve got to commit a sacrifice
Before I blow into paradise
Satan had a word in my ear today
What’d he say?
He said the only good Christian is dead
Dead Christian
The only good Christian is a dead Christian
Dead Christians tell no tales
The devil made him do it
Founding member of Hell’s Cannibals
The devil made him do it
I’m a Christian carnivore
The devil made him do it
Fly the flag at half-mast
Lord, we’re marching straight to Hell
Six hail margaritas
We’re heading straight to Hell
Signed away my signature
Signed away my reputation
Signed away
My, we’re marching straight to Hell
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