Plastic Jesus we are so afraid,
We'll go to hell if we get laid.
You drive to heaven in a minivan,
We pose for only you, the man.
Plastic Jesus you're on my plate,
Are you fattening or are you safe?
We can't get fat and ugly you said,
Or we'll look even worse when dead.
Plastic Jesus how is my new outfit?
My only fear is you won't like it.
I don't want to suffer for eternity,
If you are dressed better then me.
Plastic Jesus, like what you hear?
I'll change to be like you my dear.
Music is neither really bad or good,
Listen to what Plastic Jesus would.
Plastic Jesus do you really love me?
I will die alone otherwise you see.
Nothing could ever hurt me any more,
Then Plastic Jesus saying I'm a whore.
Plastic Jesus you're my everything,
Nothing I do is really what I mean.
Plastic Jesus I'll conform for you,
That's what society says we must do.
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