Bottoms Up

Every Sunday mornin' on the TV
Blown-out silver hair, cold blue eyes
The angel choir sings, as the most reverend
Picks the pockets of the faithful with his lies

Step up, the Kool-Aid's ready
Heaven's just one sip away
Don't be shy, the Lord is waiting
Bottoms up, it's judgement day

Tears come streaming down as he confesses
To all the pain he caused, 'fore he was saved
And though old Satan baits him with temptation
Praise Jesus, he ain't ever lost his way

Tell me, why's it always happen to the poor folk
Some bible-thumping scoundrel picks 'em clean
When are they ever going to learn, the only devil
Is behind them blue eyes on the TV screen

Step up, the Kool-Aid's ready
Heaven's just one sip away
Don't be shy, the Lord is waiting
Bottoms up, it's judgement day
Bottoms up, it's judgement day