But as long as cruel comments are withheld, anyone else can listen as they like as well.This little half-done ditty started at a picnic table in DC, helped with ingested beef, hookah smoke and a decent amount of alcohol. It's not intended to mock religion or its figureheads as such, I just came up with the first line... and instead of trying to say something deep at 1 in the heavily inebriated morning, I decided to just think about what being at a diner with these folks might be like.And since it is rough and likely hard to hear, here's the lyrics:I had breakfast with Jesus and He told me 'bout my lifeHe said don't have the bacon 'cause the nitrates cause you strifeHe had cheese in His teeth, but how do you tell that to Jesus?I said "What is the meaning of it all"He said "I don't know.""What is the meaning of life?"He said "I don't know.""If I stumble will I fall?"He said "I don't know. But where is that waitress 'cause I sure could use a refill"Well I started on my eggs when Moses came byHe said "This toga make me look fat? And please don't lie..."And then he parted the crowd and he made his way to the jukeboxJohn the Baptist had a platter of head cheeseAnd Judas dined on eggs BenedictineAnd Moses pressed F-2 and "Proud Mary" made Jesus smile; reminded him of his mother.