Friday, June 23, 2006

earworm earworm earworm

I don't care if it rains of freezes
Long as I got my Plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Through my trials and tribulations
And my travels through the nations
With my Plastic Jesus I'll go far
Plastic Jesus! Plastic Jesus,
Riding on the dashboard of my car
I'm afraid
He'll have to go
His magnets ruin my radio
And if I have a wreck
He'll leave a scar.
Riding down a thoroughfare
With His nose up in the air,
A wreck may be ahead,
but He don't mind.
Trouble coming
He don't see,
He just keeps His eye on me
And any other thing that lies behind.
Plastic Jesus! Plastic Jesus,
Riding on the dashboard of my car ...
Though the sunshine on His back
Make Him peel, chip and crack,
A little patching keeps Him up to par.
When I'm in a traffic jam
He don't care if I say "damn"
I can let all my curses roll
Plastic Jesus doesn't hear
'Cause he has a plastic ear
The man who invented plastic saved my soul.
Plastic Jesus! Plastic Jesus,
Riding on the dashboard of my car ...
Once His robe was snowy white,
Now it isn't quite so bright -
Stained by the smoke of my cigar.
If I weave around at night,
And policemen think I'm tight,
They never find my bottle - though they ask.
Plastic Jesus shelters me,
For His head comes off, you see
He's hollow, and I use Him for a flask.
Plastic Jesus! Plastic Jesus,
Riding on the dashboard of my car ...
Ride with me and have a dram
Of the blood of the Lamb -
Plastic Jesus is a holy bar.

2 Comments:

Blogger Robert said...

Earworm earworm earworm... euw!!! I'm getting the heebie-jebbies just thinking about what the F those are! haha!

Thanks soooo much for the CDs... they're awesome! Y'know when you listen to each one, it's really no big deal... but when you listen to them all together, they rock!!! I think that was a great idea, a compilation from all the employees!!! What a great parting gift!!! Thanks a lot Bridget for thinking of me!! Certain tracks just stick to your head like peanut butta!!! ZOINKS!

9:58 AM  
Blogger Stephen Blackmoore said...

Thank you. I've never known all the lyrics. For years I've had the first few lines of that song running through my head like a rampaging horde of Visigoths. It'd just pop by every now and again and lay waste to whatever thinking I might be in the middle of.

I suppose I could have actually Googled that, but that would have required actually admitting defeat in my war against it.

I can now die a happy man.

10:26 AM  

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