[Verse 1] Well the preacher’s wife showed up with deviled eggs The pastor brought his brisket and his polyester legs Sister Lou said, “Hush now, that pie ain’t from scratch,” But we all knew Jesus didn’t care much for a batch [Verse 2] We passed the grace and plastic forks down Talked about salvation and the gossip goin’ ‘round Tammy spilled sweet tea on her brand new blouse Said, “Lord must love me extra ‘cause He sure tests me out!” [Chorus] This is that Tupperware Party Gospel Where the lids don’t fit but the love is colossal Come as you are, bring a side or a song We don’t care if your doctrine’s a little bit wrong We got casseroles and kingdom talk Flimsy chairs and a folding table walk Where grace gets served in a butter tub bowl— It’s the Tupperware Party Gospel for your soul [Verse 3] We sang “I’ll Fly Away” while the kids chased the dog Somebody blessed the lemonade, somebody blessed the fog And the offering plate did its regular spin— Third time ‘round, it came back grinnin’ again [Verse 4 – New!] We had a wedding out back ‘neath a sagging white tent Bouquet was wildflowers and the cake was half bent Then a month to the day, we laid Granny to rest Sang “Precious Lord” in our aprons and Sunday best [Bridge] There’s a crockpot truth and a Jell-O grace You’ll find heaven in a mismatched plate We don’t serve shame, just second helpings With paper napkins and soul-felt blessings [Chorus] Yeah, it’s that Tupperware Party Gospel Where the joy’s homemade and the laughter’s colossal Come as you are, just don’t forget To take your pan home—or you’ll live with regret! We got casseroles and kingdom talk Flimsy chairs and a folding table walk Where grace gets served in a butter tub bowl— It’s the Tupperware Party Gospel for your soul [Outro – Spoken Word, Prine-style] Now if you’re still hungry for truth or for pie… We’ll be here next Thursday, same place, same time. Just follow the sound of hymnals and hope— And yeah, that offering plate? It’s already halfway back up the slope.
