Jesus Was a Wino

Well, some days you wake up and life feels meaningless
You don’t even have the strength to get up and get dressed
Then, when you do, you see your clothes are all torn to shreds
And you can’t even afford to buy a needle and thread

So, you might go to church to bow your head and pray
But that ain’t always enough to get through the day
Sometimes you’ll feel bitter, you’ll say that this priest is a mooch
And you might just take all of your tithes with a bottle of hooch

And if people knew, they would look down on you
Don’t they know that it’s true? Jesus was a wino, too

People may ask: Why have your lips turned black?
Hey, what the hell is so funny, man? Why have your eyes gone slack?
They might feel high and mighty when I can barely stand
Well, just tell them I couldn’t turn down one more glass of the blood of the lamb

Because if people knew, they would call me a fool
I wish they knew it was true: Jesus was a wino, too

And this here six-dollar bottle is just about that all I can afford
If I can’t find a corkscrew, I’ll just smash it open right here on the floor
And you might call me crazy for lapping this off the ground
But a few years ago I would be drinking with Jesus right now
‘Cause they may not have had Carlo Rossi way back in his day
Jesus had only water, but he turned it to wine anyway

And nobody asked: What would Jesus do?
‘Cause everybody knew Jesus was a wino, too

No, nobody asked: What would Jesus do?
‘Cause everybody knew Jesus was a wino, too