Rant
All the seats at the sunday masses,Filled with the mass's massive asses,Classes pass as fast as molasses.Ceremonial reading glasses.Read a little bit of leviticus.All the kids are a little too little for this.All the parents nod in agreement -"I think I can vaguely see what he meant."It's too early in the morning gloryTo read another allegory story,The father, reads a little bit farther,Assuring the assured that they need not bother"when god, in verse 45, said the slaves are okay to buy,He meant that people, all from the startEach have slaves within their hearts.Things, that we have sold or boughten, that are forced to pick our moral cottonGod calls us to set these free, free our hearts from slavery...And then as god goes on to explain the logistics of buying and selling slaves..."
In the back, I sit and I nod to the beats that are bumpin from my ipodMy god, they're starting to prayAnd over the music I can hear them say"dear god, dear lord, dear vague muscular man with a beard or a sword.Dear good all-seeing being, my way or the highway yahweh.The blue-balled anti-masturbator, the great, all-loving faggot hater,I'd like to thank your holy might for making me both rich and whiteAnd though this is your day of rest, I come to you with one requestThere's so much pain beyond this steeple,Wars and drugs and homeless people.Sadness, where there should be joy, hate and rape and soulja boy.A world in darkness needs your light, so I'm sure your schedule's pretty tightBut my dog just had leg surgery if you could fix that first...
Debra messing's fingers in a holy place, "hail mary full of grace."
Obama, could you pass some hope to the popeI know a couple dude's who wanna elopeSee the church said, "nope" so the bros can't cope.(The bros can grope but the bros can't cope)They've been in love, they've been addictedWho said they shouldn't? benedict did.Cause in the holy land of the lord he's the holy landlord and dicks are evicted.Cause you can be a benedict if you've been a dick under benedict butYou can't have benedicts because there's only one pope and only one dickWhat? a dick on a pope isJust like a soap on a rope cause it'sPointless, unless in prison, throw up your bibles, christ has risen.Hallelujah, now it's raining men,Because the gender ratio is 1 to 10.Winos at the eucharist station, trans-gendered-substantiationJesus wasn't the messiah, get back I'm a heretic and I'm on fireIt was oedipus, and those holy nightsThe holy motherfucking christ.I'm a blasphemah post-katrina cruising the marina. on a crusade to cruise aidsAnd blast FEMAYou're too late, we're fucked we don't need ya.
In the name of the father, son and holy ghostHead, shoulders, knees and toesTurn up your nose, strike that pose.HEY MACARENA!