Religious Experience
Posted: June 1st, 2005, 11:04 am
Religious Experience
It was the morning after the night before
my tongue tasted like a cigar butt soaking in spilled beer
on some sleazy lounge floor
so I had to think about religion
I'm sure Jesus Christ understood human misery
after all. he could turn water into wine.
If I were the Son of God
I would turn water into beer.
but alas, Im merely mortal
so I can only turn beer into water.
Why couldn't I have been born a Mohammedan?
or a detached practitioner of Zen?
Then,
I wouldn't have to love my fucking enemies
at this time of day.
But then again, Muslims don't understand
the spiritual value of a hangover. It teaches us the essence of humility.
The sin of Pride is almost impossible to commit
when you are waking up in your own vomit.
My uncle was a religious man.
He used to say
He felt sorry tor those that didn't drink
Because when they got up in the morning
That's the best they were going to feel all day.
Then he would pop the cork and kneel to pray.
A practicing Cathaholic devout
He knew just how to get the demons out.
Hair of the Dog
Hair of the Dog
is my religion.
What fills you kills you
in the ruptured rapture of my vision
It was the morning after the night before
my tongue tasted like a cigar butt soaking in spilled beer
on some sleazy lounge floor
so I had to think about religion
I'm sure Jesus Christ understood human misery
after all. he could turn water into wine.
If I were the Son of God
I would turn water into beer.
but alas, Im merely mortal
so I can only turn beer into water.
Why couldn't I have been born a Mohammedan?
or a detached practitioner of Zen?
Then,
I wouldn't have to love my fucking enemies
at this time of day.
But then again, Muslims don't understand
the spiritual value of a hangover. It teaches us the essence of humility.
The sin of Pride is almost impossible to commit
when you are waking up in your own vomit.
My uncle was a religious man.
He used to say
He felt sorry tor those that didn't drink
Because when they got up in the morning
That's the best they were going to feel all day.
Then he would pop the cork and kneel to pray.
A practicing Cathaholic devout
He knew just how to get the demons out.
Hair of the Dog
Hair of the Dog
is my religion.
What fills you kills you
in the ruptured rapture of my vision