Jesus Built My Hotrod
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Lyrics for Jesus Built My Hotrod by Ministry
Songwriters: Rieflin, William Frederic; Barker, Paul G.; Jourgensen, Alien; Haynes, Gibson Jerome; Balch, Michael Bruce
Half my time I tell you baby
Got to get me a trailer park
Everytime you tell me baby
Was ding a ding, dang my dang a long ling long
Got to get me a trailer park
Ding dang a dang bong bing bong
When my time with you is brutish
Ding dang dong don't dong
All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world
Am I on the run, why why why
When I settle down
Why why why why why baby
Now how 'bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long
Every where I go
If my time was all as is yours
Why why never know
So there was only one thing that I could do
Why why why it'll
Dingy a dingy dong a down
Why why why why why why baby heavy hell
Ticky ticky ticky ticky
Sicky sicky from within
I wanna love ya
It'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky
Son of a gun
Everytime you tell me baby
You're a wild wild little town bitch
Ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong
And hold my world around
Ticky ticky thought of a gun
Mainly Jesus and my Hot Rod
Then you take it on the bill
Ding ding donga dong dong ding dong
Might tell me never do it on his own
You know what I'm talkin' about I said
Ticky ticky thought of a gun
When I settle down
Ding dang a dong bong bing bong
Binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong
Never am I all for sure
Bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a
It's a love affair
Whoa
Ticky ticky thought of a gun
Why why why why why baby
The memory is on the bed
Ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong
Bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong
Bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam
Bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong
The thunder oh thunder oh
Dingy dingy son of a gun
Why why why why?
And hold my world around
Bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong
Darlin' uh it don't know
Give me my time, with all my power
If it's so evil then?
A sticky sticky son of a gun
Ticky ticky thought of a gun
No I'll never not ever
Dawn of a gun
If you got a doubt 'bout baby
Give it to me all again
Ticky ticky through the day
When my time is on
Half the time I talk about it all now baby
Do you do you tell me to play?
Everytime I stick my finger on in ya
Alone and it's here it's this thunder
Am I on the run?
Why why wack a dong a dang ding dong
Jesus built my car
Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet
Why why why why why
Everytime I try to do it all now baby
Why why why why?
Ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong
Make me burn a wish
Everytime I try to do it all now, baby
In my dang a ding a ding a ding dong
Why why why, why why darling

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