My cup is filled by my redeemer, I'm the coffee, He's a creamer...
Worship Him or He'll damn you all to Hell!
Woah, praise the Lord! Y'know, the Bible says that when two or more are gathered in His Name, He will be there, too. And I can feel Him here tonight!
Amen!
You listenin', Junior? He is here in this room! And He wants you to know He can work miracles in your life! He raised the dead, He healed the lame, He helped me with my T-ball game.
He turned water into wine, Not Boone's Farm, the fancy kind.
Worship Him or He'll damn you all to Hell!
There was a hole
Was a hole
In my life
In his life
And now it's filled with Jesus
It's filled with Christ
The coolest guy from Bethlehem, Misundastood like Eminem!
His throne sits past the pearly gates, I pray to Him when I'm two weeks late... [the music stops as Donna scowls at Roberta] ...with a term paper.
If you're stuck with kids that act like pills, He finds a man to pay your bills. All: He loves you, but He will damn you to He loves you, but He will damn you to He loves you, but He will damn you to Heeeeeeelllll! DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!!!! [the song ends and everyone catches their breath]