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Christ would wear cowboy boots Christwould have sex Christ would eat pizza Andcut Blackjack decks Christ would be soberBut Christ would be fun Christ would getover On those trying to run Christ would lovehip hop Metal and soul Christ wouldbring chaos The breath of control Christwould be rocking Christ would be freeHe'd say there's no difference Betweenyou and meThis is the ballad of Boogie ChristToss my saladAnd feed me your riceChrist baked potatoes Christ chewing gumChrist without pathos Saying "yum yum"Christ in the middle Like the monkey withballs Christ picking up When Euphoria callsHello, dear father Hello there, my son Howhave you been? Well, I gotta run Ok I loveyou See you real soon Maybe SeptemberMaybe next JuneThis is the ballad of Boogie ChristToss my saladLetras de cancionesAnd throw wedding riceChrist would be careful Christ would bebrave But Christ, he would never Beanyone's slave Christ is here now Christ isbeyond Christ would watch Rocky And OnGolden Pond Christ would relax And Christwould get mad Christ would help answerIf judgment is bad Well, no and then yesWell, yes and then no Nothing is easy Butit's simple to glow Just walk away Fromfear and deceit Never surrender But nevercomplete Cheer for your brother Your rival,your friend Help their survival To beatyou againThis is the ballad of Boogie ChristToss my saladFeed me some riceGive and give freely All that you can Andhelp show the worried What it is to beman Christ would be handsome Christwould be gross Christ would buy butterAnd make you some toast Christ would besavage But Christ would be true He'd sayif you want him Then look inside you Yes,Christ would be savage But Christ wouldbe true He'd say if you want him Then justlook in youThis is the ballad of Boogie ChristToss my saladThrow wedding riceThis is the ballad of Boogie ChristToss my saladThrow wedding rice From Letras Mania