upstarts cause a fuss here...deflowerin' godly songs
amiright's fleet got wicked authors
they've been uprootin' them by the ton
yeah, that act is dumb, cause you might succumb
and you've joshed about the sacred boss
and all your bad jokes may cause a perilous plight
you know that god just might be cross...just because

you can't risk a stupid man's fate
so don't get under god's skin
and don't try the task makin' old psalms stranger
no, you don't mess around with hymns

well, out of some need for drama, wrote, a funny boy
he was pollutin' him a famous hymn
it was a tribute to joy that he had rudely employed
full of coarseness to the brim
well, he didn't know the king of kings, he'd shortly meet
hit by a drop top cadillac
last heard, god looked at him funny and said, "so long, sonny"
cause he didn't like the punk's attack
and everybody said, "hey jack, doncha know ?"

you can't risk a stupid man's fate
so don't get under god's skin
and don't try the task makin' old psalms stranger
no, you don't mess around with hymns

he was brushed off, sentenced and hell-doomed
as satan came boppin' in with the heat
and when the burnin' begun the only part that wasn't blazin'
was the soles of this cretin's feet
yeah, he had thought up funny phrases
and he chopped up the hymns, galore
and you'd better believe, there is a moral to this story
some tunes you'd best ignore...and i say

you can't risk a stupid man's fate
so don't get under god's skin
and don't try the task makin' old psalms stranger
no, you don't mess around with hymns

yeah, don't you mess with that...hell, be where you at
so stop that jugglin' paeans strangely, dude
even if you do got a great piece, custom-made by you

you can't risk a stupid man's fate
so don't get under god's skin
and don't try the task makin' old psalms stranger
no, you don't mess around with hymns