Wine Cellar Pt. 1

from by Johnny the Baptist

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I am the voice of one crying out from the wilderness
Even more so than before
My first taste of sin, my new sense of bewilderment
Why was I never into this before?

To hell with locusts and wild honey
I'm on the hamburgers ad pizza
Born to raise some fucking terror
For I was once Middle Eastern
Wiping my own blood off the crucifix
Not cut out to be a preacher
Jesus was not born on Christmas
Jesus did not die on Easter

Ooh, you thought that she was yours?
Guess again. She's mine, fella
But if she ever get out of control
You lock her in that wine cellar
Merlot, Chardonnay
Communion, church collection plate
Don't you forget, this is His blood
Maybe the good Lord will get to her

She makes love like it's Valentine's Day on Halloween
She makes love like it's Halloween on Valentine's
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it grind
Tears in her husband's eyes
They're no concern of mine
This little light of mine, i'm gonna let it grind
She'll make the darkest circle of hell seem like paradise
Paradise

Even though we reside in a lake of fire you still
You still keep me coming
Even though we reside in a hell for the liars you still
You still keep me cumming

Coming, cumming,
My dear

credits

from Don't Be Fooled, released August 25, 2014
Written, performed and produced by Johnny the Baptist
Mastered at Playground Recording Studio

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