kaolin fire presents :: filk

Don't go to church on Sunday
Don't get on my knees to pray
Don't memorize the books of the Bible
I got my own special way

Bit I know Jesus loves me
Maybe just a little bit more
I fall on my knees every Sunday
At Zerelda Lee's candy store

Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate Jesus
Keep me satisfied

Well I don't want no Anna Zabba
Don't want no Almond Joy
There ain't nothing better
Suitable for this boy
Well it's the only thing
That can pick me up
Better than a cup of gold
See only a chocolate Jesus
Can satisfy my soul

(Harmonica Solo)

When the weather gets rough
And it's whiskey in the shade
It's best to wrap your savior
Up in cellophane
He flows like the big muddy
But that's ok
Pour him over ice cream
For a nice parfait

Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus
Good enough for me
Got to be a chocolate Jesus
Good enough for me

Well it's got to be a chocolate Jesus
Make me feel good inside
Got to be a chocolate Jesus
Keep me satisfied

Don't go to church on Sunday
Don't sit down and meditate
Don't matricize the books of Kabbalah
I got my own special way

But I know Leary loves me
Maybe just a little bit more
I lay in my bed every Sunday
Hoping for an acid score

Well it's got to be a book of acid
Make me look deep inside
Got to be a book of acid
Get me good and fried

Well I don't want no emm dee emm ay
Don't want no psilocybe
There ain't nothing better
Suitable for my tribe
Well it's the only thing
That can fuck me up
Better than a line of coke
See only a book of acid
Can help define my soul

(Harmonica Solo)

When life gets bland
And you're staring at the wall
It's best to wrap your headspace
Up in LSD
It flows like the wallpaper
But that's ok
Trip out to the music
Watch the posters play

Well it's got to be a book of acid
Makes my hands tentacly
Got to be a book of acid
Makes me able to see

Well it's got to be a book of acid
Make me look deep inside
Got to be a book of acid
Get me good and fried