Songtext von Lincolns, Mercurys And Fords

Oh, yeah This one's just for fun I sat cold and lonely in front of my TV Hopin' something warm and good Would come and rescue me But you can't buy God's blessing It's gotta come from the heart So turn off that old RCA And let 'em try their luck with cars Let them sell Lincolns, Mercurys and Fords (Mercurys and Fords) Household cleansin' products By foot, door to door The insecure are preyed on Every day and every night Please stop trying to find Jesus via satellite Well, Jimmy takes a ten spot Oral takes a five You get faxed a letter Thanks for keeping God alive Oral's building condos And Jimmy's in Palm Springs Making love beneath the desert Moon With a prostitute named Jean (Oh, my!) Let them sell Lincolns, Mercurys and Fords (Mercurys and Fords) Hey, yeah, household cleansin' products By foot, door to door Well, the insecure are preyed on Every day and every night Please stop trying to find Jesus via satellite Via satellite Via satellite (Thank you all for comin', I need the money)