Psalms 148

From Stinque Zombie Bible

148:1 Every time my shotgun sneezes, I send a ghoul to Zombie Jesus, sitting in the front seat of my truck;

148:2 I've accepted Christ the Lord: when Zombie Jesus climbed aboard, He rotted to the seat -- and now He's stuck.

148:3 Zombie Jesus! Zombie Jesus! Rotting in the front seat of my car;

148:4 When He conquered death and hell, He brought the zombies back as well -- I suppose He left the door ajar.

148:5 When the undead do their worst, I send Zombie Jesus first, and make sure that it's Him that they attack;

148:6 All the bits the zombies ate tend to transsubstantiate: Zombie Jesus's pieces all grow back!

148:7 Zombie Jesus! Zombie Jesus! Nailed onto the dashboard of my bus;

148:8 Once His robe was shiny white; now it isn't quite so bright, covered up with blood and shit and pus.

148:9 When I drive around at night, and the zombies try to bite, I keep on shooting heads and having fun;

148:10 Zombie Jesus fights with me, for his head comes off, you see -- and down his throat I stash an extra gun.

148:11 Zombie Jesus! Zombie Jesus! Putrefying Savior of Mankind;

148:12 Bet the Reverend Tim LaHaye didn't think he'd end this way, zombies chewing on his Left Behind. EVERYBODY SING!

148:13 Zombie Jesus! Zombie Jesus! Rotting in the front seat of my car;

148:14 When He conquered death and hell, LORD He brought back quite a smell, and if He bites my ass, he'll leave a scar!