American Vermin - Beaten Back To Pure

Jesus touched my shoulder

Stay away from me

Grenade in my glovebox

I’m gagging on your bullshit

Hive of scum and villiany

Touch of lice from touching kids

Horsewhipped

Brought up in West Carolina

Next stop, Tennessee

Harkened back to Hell, stigmata

Only in America does Jesus Save.

Marlboro miles

God loves a working man

But he kills children too

Dreaming in black and white

You only get to die one time

Revel in semen stained sheets

Pelted by my memories

Your winning wet t-shirt dripping rich read

I thought I noticed some labored breathing

Your youth died in the closet that day

When you forgot to say your prayers

Now you know that shame starts somewhere

I think you’re too dumb to be this proud