Jesus walked into the Bar
He said Mother Theresa, Get into the Car
'Cause The Pope's in the Hotrod, and he's ready to roll
I got messages from God, and we need to take control

He said get the job done
However you may see fit
So I can do what I want
God loves you all, but I'm his favourite

I am the Number One Son
This is my second coming
And we all know what you've done
So you'd better start running

Sinner, Gonna hunt you down
Blashphemer, gonna beat you to the ground

And you will lie where you fell
Going to meet an old acquaintance
Because you're going to Hell
Knock on the door, and ask for Satan

I am the Number One Son
This is my second coming
And we all know what you've done
So you'd better start running