Lyrics The Death of Eric Cartman - South Park

I'm gonna make, make it right. I'm gonna take a little time and set things right.
Make, make it right. I'm paying for my sins and it sure feels great.
It feels so good to be making up for all the things I've done wrong.
I know now what the Good Lord in Heaven wanted from me all along.
All along, I'm gonna make, make it right. 'Cause Jesus wants me to have a clean slate.
Not faking it, I'm making it right. I'm paying for my sins and it sure feels great.
Make, make it right! Make, make it right! Gonna make it right, girl, I've got to have your lovin' tonight!