Wooden Jesus, where are you from?
Korea or canada or maybe taiwan?
I didn’t know it was the holy land
But I believed from the minute
The check left my hand, and I pray

Can I be saved? I spent all my money
On a future grave
Wooden jesus I¡ll cut you in
On twenty percent of my future sin

Porcelain mary her majesties pure
Looking for virgin territory.
Coat hanger halos don’t come cheap
From television shepherds with living room
Sheep, and I pray

Can I be saved? I spent all my money
On a future grave
Wooden jesus I’ll cut you in
On twenty percent of my future sin