Pawn Shop Guns

Pawn shop guns
And fear factor reruns
For every secular jew
And every christian tattoo

Tried to shake the quake
But I lost my religion
Need a couple drinks just to
Make that incision

And I won't sew my clothes
Mary, mother of god, she knows
Just ask my wife for proof
They look better new

You've seen my boots
You know I keep them pretty clean
But I'm saving my machine
For the war

I'll count the days
'Til I can count the hours down
Until his fever melts the crown
My father wears

And I will see the light
And I will find the one true way
Your crucifix is crooked
Come close while I unhook it

I won't sew my clothes
Mary, mother of god, she knows
Just ask my wife for proof
They look better new