Christian Neurosurgeon

I'm a Christian neurosurgeon Yeah, I'm a Christian neurosurgeon I'm a Christian neurosurgeon Yeah, I'm a Christian neurosurgeon I wake up in the morning Cut open your brain I go to bed in the evening I get down and I pray I'm a Christian neurosurgeon Yeah, I'm a Christian neurosurgeon I can see the matter And I can part the ooze But I can see the devil And the pain he's put on you You know, all of my friends They laugh at me and they mutter "Have you found the cross In the medulla oblongata? Hahaha!" But I'm a Christian neurosurgeon Yeah, I'm a Christian neurosurgeon I'm a Christian neurosurgeon