God Timmy the Dog (Ft. Tim Minchin)

I never had sex inside a church
And never had to pray on Sundays
Never gave minties to the poor
And when I'm six foot under some day
I’ll be feeling rotten
Worms eat from the outside in
Should I take the wager?
Maybe faking it will get me in
But faking it has always been a sin

And if you're gonna be a cynic, bear and grin it
Cos you'll never have the drugs these cats are taking
If you wanna learn more from the strangers at the door
Then I hope they are scones you're baking
If you're only the beginnings of a sinner, tell me
Who is gonna teach you to keep your eyes dilated
If you're trying to go to hell, girl, you're doing pretty well
If you count all the times you masturbated

I know it's a breeze to just believe
And dress him up the way you like him
Personally I think he plays the drums
And goes about in purple lycra
With burgundy leg-warmers
Fashion never worried him
There's another option
Maybe disco threads will get you in
But disco threads have always been a sin