God looked at the spread sheets for Christianity
"We need more than product placement on R&B CDs
Youth masses ain't workin, cut the Pope's budget back
Get the youth demographic thinkin' Jesus ain't wack"
"We need a teenage pop diva, a virgin sex-kitten
Carnal knowledge innuendo immaculate conception
Start a shrinking violet bedroom wannabe S Eleven
Be bad girls be nasty and you will get to heaven."
Jesus rocks tha' mic.
"For our next apostle we need to go for cred
Get a vegan greenie DJ with a shaven head
He can rip off some old bluesman like a real techno vandal
But tell everybody he's unfit to tie my sandals."
It's time for the Messiah of Hardcore Christian Inc.
Son, reverse your baseball cap, jerk your arms like Lancelot Link
It's born-again stone phat bitch-ass boy fantasy religion
Feed the holy moshpit Limp Bizkit communion.
