Michigan Jesus

Another round, Collin. May I bum a smoke? Thank
You
(Jesus:) Citizens, the proletariat will rise. Marx was right
To believe in something new
(Dippy:) Can I quote that?
(Jesus:) Government, reduced to a momentary guard. I was
Born just a man within a plan
(Lippy:) That’s with a «J», right?
(Brent:) Christ, the girls are onto you. A godless herd
But I don’t believe in god either
(Jesus:) And neither do I
(Brent:) Let’s pound some shots of Quervo. I’m always
Thinking wrong loaded. So, damn it, come along. We’ll
Sing
(Jesus, Brent, and the People:) Tralala lalalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala
Tralala lalalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala
(Dippy:) Genius, who’s your agent?
(Lippy:) Is that in Hebrew?
(Brent:) I’m outta here. Call me a taxi. Christ, my keys
You sure know how to drink my friend J. C
(Dippy:) I love you
(People:) Adieu, adieu, and yes we love you Jesus, too
Please come back to conclude in lost Hebrew
(Lippy:) Please, don’t leave
(Jesus:) Thank you much. Come meet my wife at the
Laundromat