There was a priest, a bishop, and The Pop in a boat together fishing . When the priest said "I forgot my lunch", he then goes and gets it. A little while later the bishop says "I need to get more bait", he then goes and gets it. Some time after that The Pope say "I forgot my fishing hat", he steps out of the boat and drowns. The priest and bishop look at each other and say "we should of toled him where the rocks were."
My theme song is Black Maks and Gasoline and the lyrics are below.
Simply because you can breathe, Doesnt mean youre alive, Or that you really live, This life here has taken its toll And she just doesnt know how much more she can give
But here, at the top of the world, I raise my hands and I clench my fists, They stand before me below demanding the answers with flips of a switch
I dont understand where you got this idea, So deeply engrained in your head That this world is something that you must impress, Because I couldnt care less
A need for revolutions rising, it comes to the surface, gasping for air, Were not putting up with this planet one more day much less one more year
I dont understand where you got this idea, So deeply engrained in your head That this world is something that you must impress, Because I couldnt care less
So here and now, in our rotting nation The blood, it pours, its all on our hands now We live, in fear, of our own potential To win, to lose, its all on our hands now
I have an amerikan dream, But it involves black masks and gasoline, One day Ill turn these thoughts into screams, At a world turned its back down on me
I dont understand where you got this idea, So deeply engrained in your head That this world is something that you must impress, Because I couldnt care less
As twilight did decsend I was staring out my window When I did hear chatter I went to see what was the matter Then up on a hill I saw Death Some people were Screaming While othes were chearing I just sat there like nothing mattered I saw nor reason to run, nor cheer I just stared out the window And smiled Like nothing matteres
The Cresent Moon moves through the sky Procalming this is mine and this too But then it sees the cross and goes blue For behind that cross it sees and smells death No matter how much it tries, it's too scared to move further And thus never returns, but then a two headed bird As black as the sky, comes and takes the land away Only then does the Cresent Moon take all it can But then war comes and the Moon is ashamed and runs away The Black Bird is slan, but there is no time for hereas For the steanch of death has returned, and the world declares Never again shall we go to war But jobs are scarce and people are scared So men do declare if you vote for me all your troubles will go away They threw away the declaration of no more war Only to start a bigger one To use men as scapeghoats in their plan for ultimate victory To crave the world to into Empires never seen before So the drakness returns, and out from it come The Black Legions who strike fear in all Then the drakness turns beat Red And all that stands in the The Red Guards way Are the Partriotic Guard But both would fall along with the Berlin Wall Now the future is uncertain
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