Oh Jesus loves you 

get on your knees and pray 

you'll die and go to heaven 

but here in hell we'll stay 

our Bible is our music, and tha guitar is our Lord 

vicious licks and broken picks 

we are the evil horde 

the bleedind heart of Jesus 

is hanging on our souls 

lightning strikes for wretched sin 

 and death and rock and roll 

don't wanna be like anyone 

we stand out in the crowd 

drinkin, smokin, hanging out 

we like our music loud 



*Chorus* 



we were made to be bad 

and it might make you mad 

we're so wild 

you're Born 2 B Mild 



denim jeans and sticky dreams 

just a rock & roll machine 

hanging out with all our friends 

we make the people scream! 

dont want your god, we have our own 

dont wanna be just another clone 

you have your happy family 

 Joseph, Jesus and Mary 

we prefer a wall of noise 

and foxy long haired boys 

if you die before you wake 

you pray the lord your soul to take 

don't you see it's all so fake 

too bad for you to have that fate 



*Chorus* 



preachin on the subways 

for all the world to hear 

'cause were to ones you fear