Implants - El Ron lyrics

What's up with these ma** religions Aren't they all the same It seems like such a cop out To pa** the blame You say your right fu*k YOU I say your wrong I'm sure we'll meet in hell When we're both gone It's to easy to worship Your god Ron In Space you'll find Xenu In Bethlehem you'll find the Jews I think they'rer one the same It seems they're always Preaching what is wrong They're always preaching what is right They're preaching from a book that's written With a 1950's copyright Caution all you little children El Ron out tonight Exploiting all his sins Run for the light While John Travolta takes offense And Tom Cruise sells his soul They sit back relax El Ron takes control The things he claimed he knew The ships he reined and maned his crew He proved he was insane We all learned his truth His science fiction blew Before it burned into your brain In Space you'll find Xenu In Bethlehem you'll find the Jews I think they'er one the same It seems they're always Preaching what is wrong They're always preaching what is right They're preaching from a book that's written With a 1950's copyright We're all glad he's gone Lose those bullsh** lies, they're wrong A stroke couldn't strike him fast enough El Ron burns alone While hiding in a blue bird motor home Jerk off, relax, cuz El Ron Went Home