JESUS LOVES ME (but he can't stand you)

Don Peters

 

I know you smoke, I know you drink that brew,

I just can't abide a sinner like you.

God can't either, that's why I know it's true,

That Jesus loves me but he can't stand you.

 

I'm going to heaven when I die,

'cause I've crossed every T and I've dotted every I

My preacher tells me I'm god's kind of guy,

That's why Jesus loves me and you're gonna fry.

 

God loves all his children, by gum,

That doesn't mean he won't incinerate some,

Can't you feel those hot flames licking you?

 

I'm raising my kids in a (self)righteous way,

So don't be sending your kids to my house to play,

Yours will grow up stoned, left leaning and gay,

Jesus called me and you're gonna pay.

 

Jesus loves me this I know, he told me where you're gonna go,

There's room for your kind down below, Jesus loves me, this I know.