Sacrilege

Me and my boy Jesus hanging in the park walking on the ponds drinking fermented water and raising the dead after dark When the soldiers come I don't have the heart to give the kiss betrayal So Me and my homie Muhammad fly out to Mecca conquer the tribes and recite revelations When Allah calls for smiting I choose not to submit lay down my arms I break the fast with a feast of hurled stones So Me and my ***** Buddha don't even contemplate religious pursuits as we sit quiet