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Brent:</i> Christ, you've toiled hard. So grab a stool. You
get to buy the first round.
Jesus:</i> Guiness Stout?
Brent:</i> I'll cleanse your feet with my beer. We'll have
another round, Collin. May I b*m a smoke? Thank
you.
Jesus:</i> Citizens, the proletariat will rise. Marx was right
to believe in something new.
Dippy:</i> Can I quote that?
Jesus:</i> Government, reduced to a momentary guard. I was
born just a man within a plan.
Lippy:</i> That's with a "J", right?
Brent:</i> Christ, the girls are onto you. A godless herd.
But I don't believe in god either.
Jesus:</i> And neither do I.
Brent:</i> Let's pound some shots of Quervo. I'm always
thinking wrong loaded. So, d*mn it, come along. We'll
sing.
Jesus, Brent, and the People:</i> Tralala lalalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala.
Tralala lalalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala.
Dippy:</i> Genius, who's your agent?
Lippy:</i> Is that in Hebrew?
Brent:</i> I'm outta here. Call me a taxi. Christ, my keys.
You sure know how to drink my friend J.C.
Dippy:</i> I love you.
People:</i> Adieu, adieu, and yes we love you Jesus, too.
Please come back to conclude in lost Hebrew.
Lippy:</i> Please, don't leave.
Jesus:</i> Thank you much. Come meet my wife at the
laundromat.