[ Featuring the Yoghurt Man ]
I ate your mom with a side of rice
She did not suffice
Tastier than Jesus Christ
In an apple pie
Let's raise a toast to Buddha
For being edible
I thank him every day because his primary form is spreadable
And if you are a theist
Your hope will slowly fade
As a pile of fried potatoes is their only form of aid
And all your atheist friends
Can only stand and look
As I pour some maple syrup on your famous holy book
Would I like a menu?
Why yes I would of course
I'm so hungry I could eat Krishna
And then maybe a horse
Jesus croissant
Jesus croissant
What more could I want?
Jesus croissant
I find your precious gods
And kill them all with ease
My starter, the holy trinity
With mozzarella cheese
My main takes ancient Egypt
With Anubis and Ra
I eat them in a salad with balsamic vinegar
And then dessert comes with a bang
Inviting everyone to see
That the Prophet Muhammad
Is with my sticky toffee
One thing about me
I'm more polite than a hound
I wait until you've prayed
To begin to chow down
Jesus croissant
Jesus Croissant
What more could I want?
Jesus croissant
Have I eaten them all?
Was it worth it, the pain?
Am I the one who they call
Hungry and Insane?
It's like I'm shopping for cod
But there's none on the shelf
If there are no more gods
I must become one myself
I'm my own meat
I'm my own meat
I am what I eat
I'm my own
Jesus croissant
Jesus croissant
I am what I want
I am Jesus croissant
