(apologies to George Thorogood)
Angels all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder
At the soul they had found
Saint Peter spoke up
Said "this one's not what it seems"
He could tell right away
I was bound to blaspheme
Bound to blaspheme
Bound to blaspheme
B-B-B-B-Bound
B-B-B-B-Bound
B-B-B-B-Bound
Bound to blaspheme
I cursed a thousand gods
I curse this one too
I'll curse a thousand more, baby
Before I am through
I wanna be secular baby
not believe in a dream
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bound to blaspheme
(ch-ch-ch-ch-chorus)
I make a Baptist cuss
I'll make a Catholic screw
I'll make a Jew go astray
And a Protestant too
I'll be an atheist baby
Y'know I'm just what I seem
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bound to blaspheme
B-B-B-B-Bound
B-B-B-B-Bound
B-B-B-B-Bound
Bound to blaspheme
And when I walk the streets
Nuns and Priests step aside
Every preacher I meet
They all seem horrified
I wanna tell ya pretty baby
ain't got nuthin to redeem
I'm here to tell ya honey
that I'm bound to blaspheme
(ch-ch-ch-ch-chorus)
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