I think the patron saints have all been left for dead.
The lies have all been said,
and payments been arranged.
The depositions all went down behind the scenes.
The clergy spilled the beans,
but somehow the guilty never found
Have you heard of Jesus?
He was very wise,
now he lives up in the sky.
sing along, sing in spite of all the pain
sing in spite of all of the pain
Children start out in the world so full of dreams.
Then come the philistines,
who run those dreams into the ground.
Yes, it’s been confirmed, the patron saints are dead.
The church is in the red,
and we are all concerned.
I can imagine Jesus,
with a mighty spell,
sending all those guys to hell.
sing along, sing in spite of all the pain,
sing in spite of all of the pain.
The sordid stories that were hidden from us all,
except those on bathroom stalls,
which turned out to be the facts.
Children start out in the world so full of trust,
their faith was easily crushed,
and now we’re filled with a righteous rage.
Now we’re living in a new enlightened age -
sure that we can be the change.
Can we live like Jesus?
Can we avoid lies - can we be compassionate and wise?
sing along, sing in spite of all the pain
sing in spite of all of the pain
Feb 6, 2024
Feb 6, 2024 at 11:30 PM UTC
I think the patron saints have all been left for dead.
The lies have all been said,
and payments been arranged.
The depositions all went down behind the scenes.
The clergy spilled the beans,
but somehow the guilty never found
Have you heard of Jesus?
He was very wise,
now he lives up in the sky.
sing along, sing in spite of all the pain
sing in spite of all of the pain
Children start out in the world so full of dreams.
Then come the philistines,
who run those dreams into the ground.
Yes, it’s been confirmed, the patron saints are dead.
The church is in the red,
and we are all concerned.
I can imagine Jesus,
with a mighty spell,
sending all those guys to hell.
sing along, sing in spite of all the pain,
sing in spite of all of the pain.
The sordid stories that were hidden from us all,
except those on bathroom stalls,
which turned out to be the facts.
Children start out in the world so full of trust,
their faith was easily crushed,
and now we’re filled with a righteous rage.
Now we’re living in a new enlightened age -
sure that we can be the change.
Can we live like Jesus?
Can we avoid lies - can we be compassionate and wise?
sing along, sing in spite of all the pain
sing in spite of all of the pain
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