Lyrics:

Jesus Christ wore leather, played rock and roll
He sold me some blow
Abraham Lincoln smoked crack cocaine
On the down low

Yeah, I'm an inveterate, bonafide degenerate

Mother Mary spread her legs for me
And I made her bleed
Buddha smoked me out, then sucked me off
And swallowed my seed

Yeah, I'm an inveterate, bonafide degenerate

Don't you try to turn the ordinary people into saints
'Cause everybody loves, and everybody fears, and everybody hates
And all the extraordinary people they never touch the ground
They're waiting on the ordinary people to count the hours down

Brother Gandhi turned a trick or two
In his day
Mother Teresa liked to touch little girls
In a special way

Yeah, I'm an inveterate, bonafide degenerate

Martin Luther King traded slaves
Down the river wild
Jesus Christ wore leather, played rock and roll
On the radio dial

Yeah, I'm an inveterate, bonafide degenerate

Don't you try to turn the ordinary people into saints
'Cause everybody loves, and everybody fears, and everybody hates
And all the extraordinary people they never touch the ground
They're waiting on the ordinary people to count the hours down

Yeah, I'm an inveterate, bonafide degenerate

Don't you try to turn the ordinary people into saints
'Cause everybody loves, and everybody fears, and everybody hates
And all the extraordinary people they never touch the ground
They're waiting on the ordinary people to count the hours down