Jesus watched a TV special on Shania Twain
And now he wants everybody to know his name
Just like everybody knows, Shania Twain's

I said, Jesus, you're not at all like her
And I've never heard you say a word
He says it doesn't matter, they're gonna know it all the same
Yeah, he will be as good as Shania Twain

Every song a hit single
It's in God's crossover charts
He's born in Mexico, it's a similar start
He wants everyone to know his name
Like everyone knows, Shania Twain's

I said, enough of that, we gotta get to work
He looked at me murderously, said, watch it, jerk
And then we got in the car and pulled away
But what did the radio start to play?

He said, I wanna go to McDonald's
Before we harvest the trees
It's like the Twilight Zone, I saw the documentary
You know, Jesus, everybody already knows your name
And fearing you is better than fame

Doesn't matter, he says he wants to go to the U.S. of A
Gotta go and find his big break

I said, that's where Shania went in 91
And it took six more years before You're Still The One
And then I saw it written all over his face
He would need a Mutt to help him get to that place

The road less traveled is what I hope he takes
To find his own voice he doesn't need a hip parade
Those songs are filled with coyotes and snakes

But the cartel ain't gonna let you go anyway

Yeah
I'm going to the U.S. of A
Gonna find my big break
But it's a fine, fine line, reality and fantasy
It's a fine, fine line, eality and fantasy
It's a fine, fine line, I'll say a prayer for you and me
Take it away, Jesus