King of Carnival
Car engines sputtering fumes
of vintage gas
3 million year old carbonized
vegis
In the phantom night of the
apocalypse
Coming in technicolor to a theater near you
Soon, soon, but not soon
enough
To stave off the vermin of
Crawling out of sewage pipes
into the kitchen
Laying satanic eggs across
the linoleum
Hatching little antichrists
In the long count down to
Armageddon
Need Jesus the exterminator
To drive down from
In a brand new Lincoln
Continental
Straight out of
Horn blowing like angel's
trumpets
Escorted by the secret
service
Across the wasteland of
All the way down to funky Louieeyesanna
Only to get stuck in swamp
mud
Outside of
But Jesus bein
the cool God he is
Just mumbles a few Hebrew
spells
An that ole car just floats
right outta that muck
Rollin down the river to
Where the Dukes of Dixieland
welcome him
Blowin that sax with hymns of golden eternity
As he takes up his lordly
role
As the king of carnival!
Wearin a tuxedo and lookin, Mr. Cool
An man he's just the hottest act since the pope came
Hair combed back in a
pompadour
Leather slacks and a look
That Mel Gibson would envy
He's sittin
up on top of that float like the pharaoh
Throwin beads and doubloons all blessed
Guaranteed as a miracle cure
For any sickness you care to
imagine
He looks down from the throne
And his body starts glowin
Like one of those 60 watt
bulbs
The crowd gets all quiet like
They just stand there staring
at this cool cat
Wondering what other tricks
he's gonna pull
Jesus decides it's time to
split this scene
He's done enough shows and's ready to retire
But he wants to go out in
style
So right before he splits the
scene
He ends poverty and hunger
An even abolishes death
Then he takes a bow
An poof he's gone
The coolest cat ever
