Oh Jesus loves you    get on your knees and pray    you'll die and go to heaven    but here in hell we'll stay    our Bible is our music, and tha guitar is our Lord    vicious licks and broken picks    we are the evil horde    the bleedind heart of Jesus    is hanging on our souls    lightning strikes for wretched sin    and death and rock and roll    don't wanna be like anyone    we stand out in the crowd    drinkin, smokin, hanging out    we like our music loud       *Chorus*       we were made to be bad    and it might make you mad    we're so wild    you're Born 2 B Mild       denim jeans and sticky dreams    just a rock & roll machine    hanging out with all our friends    we make the people scream!    dont want your god, we have our own    dont wanna be just another clone    you have your happy family    Joseph, Jesus and Mary    we prefer a wall of noise    and foxy long haired boys    if you die before you wake    you pray the lord your soul to take    don't you see it's all so fake    too bad for you to have that fate       *Chorus*       preachin on the subways    for all the world to hear    'cause were to ones you fear