The Flaming Lips - Jesus Shootin' Heroin lyrics

Well, i never really understood religions, Except it seems a good reason to k**. Everybody's got their own conceptions, And you know, they always will. These days are needles under my skin. Jesus shootin' h**n. If there are priests at your party, And you're playing cards that are numbered, And you got no reason to think it, Until your chances are uncovered. Tell me that i got to believe in, Jesus shootin' h**n. The police in new york city, Chased a boy, right through the park. In a case of mistaken identities, They put a bullet through his heart. I met mary, on the corner with the streetlights. She asked me if i'd come up to her room. I told her that i didn't have no money. She said she had to leave pretty soon. I decided that i would go in. Jesus shootin' h**n.