Golden velvet robes on Pope Paul, he's
talking--he's stalking devils of flesh. Rides
through the streets instead of walking. I think
his holy story is a mess. All I did last Easter
all I did was paint some eggs. It was a
resurrection holy day-- no more nails in the holy
legs. Only one true holy book in your hand.
Singing in latin nobody understands. Licking
wafers paper thin.
Ah, stupid christian isn't it grand? Is that your
reason for this day? Do you have a little
something holy you'd like to say? Something about
a magic, sacred, holy day. You look holy and
humble on your knees, but it looks funny when you
run that way. Pope Paul taking all your money for
turning your feet into clay (pigeon).
One man of peace dies, and a hundred wars begin.
You keep murdering people in his christian name--I
thought he said--I thought he said that was a sin.
Soldier where have you been? What is your reason
for this day? Do you have a little something holy
you'd like to say to me? Something about a magic,
sacred, holiday. All I'm going to do this
easter--I'm just going to look for eggs. It's a
resurrection holy day--no more nails in the holy
legs. No more brains in the christian.