Easy Jesus = E&J Brandy
Easy Jesus
Our new religion comes to us in shots of Easy Jesus
And still the preacherman wonders why it’s so hard to teach us
We’ve run too far for him to reach us
And we’re not coming home
Even running as a pack we’re all alone
Linked by a common desperation and cellular phones
We keep smoke in the respiration because our cells should have known
There’d be no guarantee to see the next year we would have grown
In a world where hearts get crushed, and heads get blown
So no night is complete without drinking yourself to sleep
Because the only sadness you have is the sadness you keep
And to us it’s real deep –
You see our world is so shallow,
We muddle through the puddles in bottles of cheap Gallo
Understand it’s not sad though,
Or if it is we’ve forgotten
We’ve become unable to think outside the box we’ve been locked in
And the beer goggles that we’ve gotten
Makes it hard to see,
But people telling us who we are makes it hard to breathe
Like the cards were all free,
And then they said we’d have to gamble,
But we never would have run up in some shit so hard handle
With not so much as a candle
To help us see in the dark –
Not knowing where to eat or sleep like bums in the park
So most of us move with the sharp
At least to tame the beast,
Because there’s so many ways that you can end up at the feast
At the head of the table, or in one of the chairs
Or as what they gonna eat because nobody cares
Feel that sort of magic in the air
Like we gonna act the same whether its happy or tragic there
And we’re all addicts here –
Of something or other
My boy got over his last drug of choice and he’s looking for another
My last girlfriend had held a knife to her own mother
And me? Well I beat holms half to death with his Louisville Slugger
So ya, we only come out under cover of night
And ya, we got shifting views of wrong and right
But when the light hurts your eyes
And everybody’s a bad guy
You tell Me how else to keep my shit tight
Except to take
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Of Easy Jesus, please forgive us for our sins
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
We need a clean slate to do it all over again.
In the final estimation,
Nothing really matters
Because the sea swallows the Nations
And the resolve of men shatter
The species is just another batter in this
Baseball game of life
And its 0-2 for us because we refuse to do it right
So death comes in the night and fucks up peoples days
Unless they walk to sweet oblivion nobody’s getting saved
So line up the shots and twist something to burn
Because you know it’ll be a funny show before these stupid fuckers learn
From Putin to Bush, and the drugs that they push
Same mind as the old-times that enslaved the people of Kush
The whole world’s against us, son
And they thought we were apprised
Since we kept saying we had open hearts and, open eyes
For myself, there’s so little that I can even try to plan
Except I want to feel pleasure and I don’t wanna die in the can
And I’ve taken many measures, indeed the measure of man
The only thing it adds up to is that I’ll never understand
So if I kill brain cells, just as well. What were they for?
And by the time I get old, I can probably get some more
So I should probably just ignore this dizzy buzzing sensation
Hit the ground without a sound or even a thought of ever waking
This is my 15-minute vacation
And I’m still unemployed
I take more pills than most rock stars and I’m paranoid
They don’t dare avoid me
And probably also shouldn’t approach –
I’m at peace with Easus Jesus and working on this roach
On the hopes, from when someone told me drugs would stop the pain
But it’s a lie – like saying your umbrella stopped the rain
But to an extent it stops my brain like pulling the plug on the Matrix
And there’s no pretext I’m sane so I just love for them to hate this
Because the clown said we’d be weightless but instead we’re merely faceless
Until we’re seen in mugshots cuz we all catching cases
So my heart is heavy
And I’m about to light this jack
But both hands are plugging the levy
And I gotta light the match
And when it bursts I’ll hurt your Chevy like I just brought it to life
Taught it about joy and pain and then pulled out the knife
Because I been about my rights although they say I’m still wrong
I say I’ll fight for it but they always try and say I’m not strong.
Well with the liquid courage flowing and this smoke from my bong
Expect me to go ape shit like a squatting King Kong
Please – Lord forgive me although I know what I do –
They cut me and I bled but they forgot that they bleed too!
I don’t say my insanity is at all in the name of you
Although in their constant vanity they’ve made all the lies true
So I’ll turn my cheek to who?
Nah, I’ll just have another beer
And wet my throat and let em know that there’s more than brandy here
So I take
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Of Easy Jesus, please forgive me for my sins
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Please don't leave me Eazy Jesus cuz I swear ur my only friend.
Description
“For I say unto you in all sadness of conviction that to think great thoughts you must be heroes as well as idealists. Only when you have worked alone / when you have felt around you are a black gulf of solitude more isolating than that which surrounds the dying man, and in hope and despair have trusted to your own unshaken will / then only can you gain the secret isolated joy of the thinker, who knows that a hundred years after he is dead and forgotten men who have never heard of him will be moving to the measure of his thought / the subtle rapture of postponed power, which the world knows not because it has no external trappings, but which to his prophetic vision is more real than that which commands an army. And if this joy should not be yours, still it is only thus you can know that you have done what lay in you to do / can say that you have lived, and be ready for the end."
Our new religion comes to us in shots of Easy Jesus
And still the preacherman wonders why it’s so hard to teach us
We’ve run too far for him to reach us
And we’re not coming home
Even running as a pack we’re all alone
Linked by a common desperation and cellular phones
We keep smoke in the respiration because our cells should have known
There’d be no guarantee to see the next year we would have grown
In a world where hearts get crushed, and heads get blown
So no night is complete without drinking yourself to sleep
Because the only sadness you have is the sadness you keep
And to us it’s real deep –
You see our world is so shallow,
We muddle through the puddles in bottles of cheap Gallo
Understand it’s not sad though,
Or if it is we’ve forgotten
We’ve become unable to think outside the box we’ve been locked in
And the beer goggles that we’ve gotten
Makes it hard to see,
But people telling us who we are makes it hard to breathe
Like the cards were all free,
And then they said we’d have to gamble,
But we never would have run up in some shit so hard handle
With not so much as a candle
To help us see in the dark –
Not knowing where to eat or sleep like bums in the park
So most of us move with the sharp
At least to tame the beast,
Because there’s so many ways that you can end up at the feast
At the head of the table, or in one of the chairs
Or as what they gonna eat because nobody cares
Feel that sort of magic in the air
Like we gonna act the same whether its happy or tragic there
And we’re all addicts here –
Of something or other
My boy got over his last drug of choice and he’s looking for another
My last girlfriend had held a knife to her own mother
And me? Well I beat holms half to death with his Louisville Slugger
So ya, we only come out under cover of night
And ya, we got shifting views of wrong and right
But when the light hurts your eyes
And everybody’s a bad guy
You tell Me how else to keep my shit tight
Except to take
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Of Easy Jesus, please forgive us for our sins
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
We need a clean slate to do it all over again.
In the final estimation,
Nothing really matters
Because the sea swallows the Nations
And the resolve of men shatter
The species is just another batter in this
Baseball game of life
And its 0-2 for us because we refuse to do it right
So death comes in the night and fucks up peoples days
Unless they walk to sweet oblivion nobody’s getting saved
So line up the shots and twist something to burn
Because you know it’ll be a funny show before these stupid fuckers learn
From Putin to Bush, and the drugs that they push
Same mind as the old-times that enslaved the people of Kush
The whole world’s against us, son
And they thought we were apprised
Since we kept saying we had open hearts and, open eyes
For myself, there’s so little that I can even try to plan
Except I want to feel pleasure and I don’t wanna die in the can
And I’ve taken many measures, indeed the measure of man
The only thing it adds up to is that I’ll never understand
So if I kill brain cells, just as well. What were they for?
And by the time I get old, I can probably get some more
So I should probably just ignore this dizzy buzzing sensation
Hit the ground without a sound or even a thought of ever waking
This is my 15-minute vacation
And I’m still unemployed
I take more pills than most rock stars and I’m paranoid
They don’t dare avoid me
And probably also shouldn’t approach –
I’m at peace with Easus Jesus and working on this roach
On the hopes, from when someone told me drugs would stop the pain
But it’s a lie – like saying your umbrella stopped the rain
But to an extent it stops my brain like pulling the plug on the Matrix
And there’s no pretext I’m sane so I just love for them to hate this
Because the clown said we’d be weightless but instead we’re merely faceless
Until we’re seen in mugshots cuz we all catching cases
So my heart is heavy
And I’m about to light this jack
But both hands are plugging the levy
And I gotta light the match
And when it bursts I’ll hurt your Chevy like I just brought it to life
Taught it about joy and pain and then pulled out the knife
Because I been about my rights although they say I’m still wrong
I say I’ll fight for it but they always try and say I’m not strong.
Well with the liquid courage flowing and this smoke from my bong
Expect me to go ape shit like a squatting King Kong
Please – Lord forgive me although I know what I do –
They cut me and I bled but they forgot that they bleed too!
I don’t say my insanity is at all in the name of you
Although in their constant vanity they’ve made all the lies true
So I’ll turn my cheek to who?
Nah, I’ll just have another beer
And wet my throat and let em know that there’s more than brandy here
So I take
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Of Easy Jesus, please forgive me for my sins
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Shot
Please don't leave me Eazy Jesus cuz I swear ur my only friend.
Description
“For I say unto you in all sadness of conviction that to think great thoughts you must be heroes as well as idealists. Only when you have worked alone / when you have felt around you are a black gulf of solitude more isolating than that which surrounds the dying man, and in hope and despair have trusted to your own unshaken will / then only can you gain the secret isolated joy of the thinker, who knows that a hundred years after he is dead and forgotten men who have never heard of him will be moving to the measure of his thought / the subtle rapture of postponed power, which the world knows not because it has no external trappings, but which to his prophetic vision is more real than that which commands an army. And if this joy should not be yours, still it is only thus you can know that you have done what lay in you to do / can say that you have lived, and be ready for the end."
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