Is That Your Hand? The Jesus Lizard

I foresee it uncrowded
I expect shortsighted
I predict infection
I forecast them stupid
I bet they will never ever
Come in here again

My teeth came to pieces
When I spoke to Jesus
I know what peace is
We don’t have
That crap at home

I foresee it crowded
I expect shortsighted
I predict infection

I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid
I forecast them stupid