Too Much Sex (Too Little Jesus)
Stacy's been a troubled teen ever since she was twelve
She felt the world close in on her and thought she needed help
Listening to the radio on a Sunday night
She heard the preacher calling out to call up on his help-line
He sounded so nice, he sounded so inviting
And for a small donation she could have the Lord Almighty
She told him her story, he told her his thoughts
He said you better get yourself right in the eyes of God
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Stop that dope smoking, stop that masturbation
Take the Lord into your heart and stop that fornication
We're building us an army, gonna knock out Satan
Visa or Mastercard, our operators are waiting
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Satan's made a slave of you, the Lord will set you free
And you don't know God from diddly and you're old enough to breed
The sins of me and you are the reason he did bleed
Just a word from our sponsor and then another troubled teen
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus