Plastic Jesus from rot. by Killizabeth

I don't care if it rains or freezes,
as long as I've got my plastic jesus
sitting on the dashboard of my car

Comes in colors, pink and pleasant,
glows in the dark cause he's iridescent
Take him with you when you travel far

Get yourself a sweet Madonna,
dressed in rhinestone,
sitting on a pedestal of abalone shells

Going 90 and I ain't scared
'cause I got the Virgin Mary
assuring me that I won't go to hell

All I'm seeing are endless orange lines
as I'm driving through the Big Sky,
sitting here thinking about suicide

But my confidence starts to grow,
knowing that I'm not alone,
with little buddy jesus by my side

Heavy lungs beat a heavy heart,
that's why I've got to make a start
to make things right
for me and all my kin

Drive through the morning
drive through the night
Gotta make my way
to the pearly white gates
to find my salvation

• Americana
• DIY
• Experimental
• Murder Folk
• alt-country
• dark folk
• noir
• Missoula