Sing to me of the twisted man
the man who’s half alive.
The Queen of England is in the hive;
she’s reading the Quran.
Francis knows how the heretics
are going to respond;
they’ll destroy a chemical bond
and beat us all with sticks.
But if God will bless
and prosper us
we’ll transform
the Apocalypse
into something we can use.
The dragon and his rich cronies
have never read Camus.
His scaly skin is iron blue,
they’re actors and phonies.
He makes his bold accusations
to provoke a cold war;
he’s using uranium ore
to buy wealthy nations.
But if God will bless
the man who’s half alive.
The Queen of England is in the hive;
she’s reading the Quran.
Francis knows how the heretics
are going to respond;
they’ll destroy a chemical bond
and beat us all with sticks.
But if God will bless
and prosper us
we’ll transform
the Apocalypse
into something we can use.
The dragon and his rich cronies
have never read Camus.
His scaly skin is iron blue,
they’re actors and phonies.
He makes his bold accusations
to provoke a cold war;
he’s using uranium ore
to buy wealthy nations.
But if God will bless
and prosper us
we’ll transform
the Apocalypse
into something we can use.
we’ll transform
the Apocalypse
into something we can use.
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