I had a sixpack in the Sunday morning sun I washed it down with gin and Bacardi one five one I got into my car, it was half-past ten Looks like I'm running late and drunk for church again

God knows
The priest knows
The choir in the back knows
I stumble to the pew
The cross is blurry
But I'm not gonna' worry
'Cause he died for my sins, too

We sang the hymns and I was slightly out of key Not bad, although I smell like a distillery The sermon spoke about our moral decline I couldn't wait to get my hands on altar wine

God knows
The priest knows
The choir in the back knows
I stumble to the pew
The cross is blurry
But I'm not gonna' worry
'Cause he died for my sins, too

I stagger down the aisle I taste my stomach bile I think that it's coming up soon I think I've gotta' leave 'Cause soon I'm gonna heave And it's not even noon Confession's gotta wait While I regurgitate And worship the porcelain bowl The people stop and stare I soil my underwear Will someone please pray for my soul?

God knows
The priest knows
The choir in the back knows
I stumble to the pew
The cross is blurry
But I'm not gonna' worry
'Cause he died for my sins, too

I think I've made a mess I've lost my consciousness The altar boys rush to my side A High Mass travesty God's frowning down on me I feel like I've been crucified Inscence won't hide the smell I'm going straight to Hell Where I will mix drinks without ice All this and just because I had to have a buzz I think that I chose the wrong vice

God knows
The priest knows
The choir in the back knows
I stumble to the pew
The cross is blurry
But I'm not gonna' worry
'Cause he died for my sins, too


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