Michigan Jesus - Thought Industry

Another round, Collin.

May I bum a smoke?

Thank

You

(Jesus:) Citizens, the proletariat will rise.

Marx was right

To believe in something new

(Dippy:) Can I quote that?

(Jesus:) Government, reduced to a momentary guard.

I was

Born just a man within a plan

(Lippy:) That’s with a «J», right?

(Brent:) Christ, the girls are onto you.

A godless herd

But I don’t believe in god either

(Jesus:) And neither do I

(Brent:) Let’s pound some shots of Quervo.

I’m always

Thinking wrong loaded.

So, damn it, come along.

We’ll

Sing

(Jesus, Brent, and the People:) Tralala lalalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala

Tralala lalalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala

(Dippy:) Genius, who’s your agent?

(Lippy:) Is that in Hebrew?

(Brent:) I’m outta here.

Call me a taxi.

Christ, my keys

You sure know how to drink my friend J. C

(Dippy:) I love you

(People:) Adieu, adieu, and yes we love you Jesus, too

Please come back to conclude in lost Hebrew

(Lippy:) Please, don’t leave

(Jesus:) Thank you much.

Come meet my wife at the

Laundromat