Lyrics:

I saw an inbred Jesus dying on the road today
He said: 'I'm tired and hungry, I can feel my teeth decay'
I thought I'd help my friend. Oh, we're living in the USA
He said (?) to go, okay

On the ghetto cross, that's where my friend was slain
On the devil cars that's where my devil was slain, yeah
Devil slain

Like a (?) more than he wants death
Huffin' on a bag of freon, he knows it'll be his last breath
Well the inbred Jesus always makes fun of me
But that's how he lets me know he loves me

On the ghetto cross, that's where my friend was slain
On the ghetto cross, that's where that devil was slain
Yeah, devil slain, devil slain, devil slain, devil slain