Holy Smokes!!! from Our Albumen by Snout Cassette

Nailed to the cross lived a preacher
He was greasy like a sphincter
Or the bacon from the haunches of policemen
He wanted boys and girls to penetrate
With his "god is good"
and his "god is great"
but all the boys and girls showed him little respect
so he filled his empty life with regret
then to his surprise
Jesus Christ came alive
and did a dance
we stood and marvelled at the crucifiction caberet

Holy smokes
the church is on fire
Jesus Christ and Santa Claus means god is a liar

Take a look at yourself and then just look at the floor
while this pyramid of silence start to fall and before
all the microscopic organisms eat at your core you say
"I wanna go home don't wanna play any more"
We've become attached to this maddening crowd
and our existence has become almost unbearably loud, we wear the shroud of ruin, urinal cakes and fluid
all the aches you give into and the cracked pane of your minds window.

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