Jesus Is Alive and Well (And Living in Mexico)

Dances on top a pile of excess It's a good time until you breathe Breathless assures my sign of sickness Swim past the tide, sail out to sea 'Cause I wanna know, 'cause this is hardly worth going for A long time ago when there was something left to uphold Last time I'll have to explain my withdrawal Forces around the point of entry Will avert the eyes so you can scream Ship me, forever barred from entering We'll hold up the signs of apathy