Conditions Of My Parole — Puscifer

Sweet baby Jesus on fire Ima need a damn lawyer and a miracle to pull my ass out of this Devil kept pokin' the bull So I shipped her ass to Mozambique Cause I was over it

Shoulda dumped my gat into the Verde But what if she's a zombie or a dracula I better hang on to this Lordy with my hand upon the Bible Swear I shot the damn devil, not a bitch But the po po don't give a shit

Lordy won't you show a little mercy I've been on the straight and narrow since the judge and the warden done paroled me Rat poison devil kept pokin' So I shipped her ass to Mozambique Cause I was over it

God damn judge found me guilty of public 'toxication Public urination and parole violation But the CSI couldn't find the body to corroborate my bullshit story

Sweet Jesus, don't let the judge release me What if she's a zombie or a dracula and tried to fuckin eat me Devil walked away from a plane and jumped to Mozambique Help me outta this [4x]