It's raining cats and Gods

Good christen boy,
loves a bad decision,
your just my type
wanna do a little sinnin'
by kindom cum
your head got dumb,
and when i lay me down
to sleep.
I guess i have no soul to keep.
your followin' the wrong religion.

Dearly beloved,
the church doesnt like me.
i sneeze before the bless me
and thats the way i like it.
I can't be saved, If i dont wanna

Good christen boy
they said that hells not hot,
but what does marylin know,
better take another shot,
the daylights getting closer
and i feel the exposure,