like rats in the dark when light meets
Dear God,
Waiting between cars to throw the pig skin around
Hoping for a miracle:
If the saints win, I'll bring my knees to the ground
And yell Hallelujah with a mighty chest pound
Families stock piling food fit for an army of kings
Ready for the big day? they ask
You can bet on it, son, they reply
Don't forget the dip
or else your fat buddies will give you some lip
let's hurry on up with church
three thirty is almost here
we have three hours and thirty minutes left
times a tickin'!
Dear God,
Let the Colts win.
Amen.
Let the beer flow
and the good times roll
dress me up
and black me out
tell me the score later
let's just get together,
and pass me a Budweiser
actually make that
a Bud lite
Make not too heavy
over too light
or else you just might
live the rest of your life
like you're too light,
when really you're so heavy
your fat butt can't go up to heav'n.
Dear God,
answer one prayer here
Help us
Amen
