Thrashing Doves - Jesus On The Payroll lyrics

I've got a mark on my head like the mark of Cain I scrub and I scrub but I can't shift this stain Mad dogs and sailors drinking from a drain My fingernails are broken, I'm going insane But that's alright We've got Jesus on the payroll Well, it's one for the money and two for the dope The shakes in the morning, well, that's no joke The streets are full and they're ready to choke With the flames and the fire and the foil and the smoke Oh, but that's alright We've got Jesus on the payroll I've got a credit card for the slot machines And government-issue army greens Winos polish the guillotines And everybody knows what the service means But that's alright We've got Jesus on the payroll On the payroll (Come on, grandma!) Ooh! Oh, I fell alseep on a subway train I woke up with an implant in my brain Hey, give 'em a lift with c**aine Shuttle came down in yellow rain But that's alright We've got Jesus on the payroll That's right But that's alright We've got Jesus on the payroll On the payroll Got him on the payroll