This ol' world ain't nothin' but gravy If you're lucky, a real friend or two Start crossin' lines, everything gets blurred and hazy Nail your best friend's girl You got nothin' to lose And you find yourself lookin' in the mirror And you ask yourself why you're such a whore The halo's gone and the horns are getting' clearer Get it while you can, who's keepin' score? Us boys and girls We drive each other crazy Feelin' like choptop in a meat factory It's your big chance to be sinful and sleazy The world might end, get it while the gettin's good Now, Jesus was a man And you get tired of your hand All he wanted was a little taste But Magdalene held his fate And for all our goodness' sakes Jesus kept his date with the nail You come to cross that road And you don't know which way to go Either save your soul Or turn traitor for a piece of tail Turn traitor for a piece of tail Traitor for a piece of tail Traitor for a piece of tail Traitor for a piece of tail