McEnroe - Bday Chk From Jsus [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
"Holy are you
Holy are you
There is no God but you
There is no God but you
Praise be the Lord"

[Verse One]
I check a check for my birthday from the man himself
Kind of like getting cash cause it can not bounce
It arrived a day late but I wasn't offended
It's an extra little bonus when the party has ended
Then I
Sit and think about how I'll spend it
And I haven't corresponded much with Him in a minute
Still He
Won't convince me to give church another go round
Or hit the shift key to capitalize a pronoun
Still it was nice so I jettied to the bank
Get the cash in my hand and cop some Cutty Ranks
Those smutty mags
Nobody thanks
I'm bloody bad but that's an ugly wank
A double bag I double bag, cut rank and go
And everybody's mad till I get the thank you note
Trying to find a reason for what's in the mail that day
Got a check from Jesus
And now there's Hell to pay

"Holy are you
Holy are you
There is no God but you
There is no God but you
Praise be the Lord"