Hot Rod God

He put a steeple on the roof of his garage
 And now he gets down on his knees and prays to hot rods
 Sunday comes
 He's underneath the hood
 And hes filled up w the light of God
 He put a steeple on the roof of his garage
 And now he gets down on his knees and prays to hot rods
 He found all 12 apostles in the engine
 The holy trinity of oil gas and air
 He saw the face of mother Mary
 In the radiator fan
 She had black shiny beautiful hair
 He put a steeple on the roof of his garage
 And now he gets down on his knees and prays to hot rods
 The preacher say that it's a sin
 To be worshipping something like and engine
 He just laughs
 At a the little old hater
 Cause he knows he's got God w him!
 He put a steeple on the roof of his garage
 And now he gets down on his knees and prays to hot rods