Chuck Auerbach - Bottoms Up lyrics

Every Sunday mornin' on the TV Blown out silver hair, cold blue eyes The angel choir sings As the most reverend picks the pockets Of the faithful with his lies Step up Koolaids' ready Heavens' just one sip away Don't be shy Good lords' awaiting Bottoms up It's judgement day Tears come streamin' down as he confesses To all the pain he caused for he will say And though old Satan baits him with temptation Praise Jesus he ain't ever lost his way Step up Koolaids' ready Heavens' just one sip away Don't be shy Good lords' awaiting Bottoms up It's judgement day Whys' it always happen to the poor folk? Some bible thumpin' scum ain't clean Well are they ever gonna learn? The only Devil is behind them blue eyes on the TV screen Step up Koolaids' ready Heavens' just one sip away Don't be shy Good lords' awaiting Bottoms up It's judgement day