Heath McNease - Ice Cream lyrics

[Intro: Playdough] (The ice cream man is coming!) Oh, what time is it ughhhhh Gotta go to church Dang, it's early Ohh wee oh praise God (The ice cream man is coming!) Oh, Lord Let's do this, lemme wash my face [Verse 1: Playdough] (Huh huh) I was three rows from the back on Sunday Jeans and a thrift shirt, fly as a runway Dressed in whatever cause my church ain't trippin' Still got a hand stamp on my palm, get to lickin' Less than seven hours ago, my show last night Knowing that I'd be here today helped me act right My shower time ain't a Axe commercial Some things wash away and what doesn't is hurtful Had a late night last night, did it on purpose Didn't plan on getting here until the second service Walked in the door greeted by brother Curtis Sunday school cla** teaching children in the churches Made a little craft out of paper plate and Scotch tape On construction paper, God's great Glued and some glitter with a spinner on a brad This is bad, still a dad but I got the biggest sack (hahaha) Filling bags with the dirt I did Did a lot, forgive a lot I'm still here worshipping Afternoon creeping up, almost p.m See these other dudes, girls? I'm glad not to be them My family is the bomb, we're reading out of Psalms And afterwards the whole crew is heading out to Braum's for some [Hook] x 2 Ice cream sundaes and a bowl o' nuts bu*ter pecan, vanilla bean, chocolate deluxe Even sister Beverly Gene is getting touched Sundaes, Sunday afternoon, we tears it up [Verse 2: Heath McNease] (This game's gonna start) I got them Baptist genes Granny played piano when we pa**ed the peace Daddy is a deacon, mom directs choir Hymns on the weekend, songs deflect fire Doxologies and offering plates Thinking I was knocking hard on Mephistopheles' gates Altar call feeling like modest escape Preacher said my spiritual economy's great Got me on some apostolic homily phase Tell my fourth grade homes that they gotta be saved Apple for my teacher, [?] you pray Little voice in the wilderness of Colquitt, GA Dirt road ragamuffin, church don't matter nothing When the person lookin' at they workload stacking upward So awkward, Jesus freak talker Soccer moms want me with they freaky-deak daughters (yeah) Ice creams socials, cherries and almonds Church boy disappear to bury his walnuts [?] was very disarming But everyone's a hedonist compared to the Osmonds Clive Staples Lewis, leading worship on Sundays Churches in the midweek, clubs are on Mondays Coffee shops, colleges, bars and they love me It's God's good favor and I'm ice cream sundae [Bridge] Easy like Sunday mornings First, second full verse and the chorus Plus we got a special performance Harry Krum singing Blessed Assurance Easy like Sunday mornings First, second full verse and the chorus Plus we got a special performance Heath McNease singing Blessed Assurance Easy [Hook] Ice cream sundaes and a bowl o' nuts bu*ter pecan, vanilla bean, chocolate deluxe Even sister Beverly Gene is getting touched Sundaes, Sunday afternoon, we tears it up [Outro] With the cherries on top, yeah And big ups to my friends, vanillas Parlez-vous francais, mi amour, merci, oui oui, bon bons and all that good stuff