Clotheslines, keepin' busy
God is doing what She wishes
You're my new religion
And I'm not saving it for Sunday

I took a double dose until I was comatose
In heaven with some heathens
Flipped you on your side and looked you in your eyes
When you said that you can't believe it
You rip my t-shirt, took off your green skirt
Said I want you to make me hurt
Really didn't know I had it in me
Now it's on your back
And we're back at the beginning singin'

Clotheslines, keepin' busy
God is doing what She wishes
You're my new religion
And I'm not saving it for Sunday

Lit up a couple matches
With a couple queens on a king mattress
Bending over like a good Catholic
Let's get you wet I'll be the baptist
And you don't look too bad from this angle
Camera captured two angels
Got you strapped at the ankles
Got some pretty flames in the picture frame
Naked waiting to be saved
Clotheslines, keepin' busy
God is doing what She wishes
You're my new religion
And I'm not saving it for Sunday
Clotheslines, keepin' busy
God is doing what She wishes
You're my new religion
And I'm not saving it for Sunday
(Preacher)

Clotheslines, keepin' busy
God is doing what She wishes
Clotheslines, keepin' busy
God is doing what She wishes
Clotheslines, keepin' busy
Not saving it for Sunday
You're my new religion
Not saving it for Sunday