Luyện nghe bài hát Rant

All the seats at the masses,
Filled with the mass's asses,
pass as fast as molasses.
Ceremonial glasses.
a little bit of Leviticus.
All the are a little too little for this.
All the parents nod in -
"I think I can vaguely see he meant."
It's too early in the morning
To read allegory story,
The father, reads a bit farther,
Assuring the assured they need not bother
"when God, in verse 45, said the slaves are to buy,
He that people, all from the start
Each have within their hearts.
Things, that we have or boughten, that are forced to pick our moral cotton
God calls us to set these free, free our from slavery...
And then as God goes on to explain the logistics of and selling slaves..."

In the back, I sit and I nod to the beats that are from my iPod
My god, starting to pray
And over the I can hear them say
"dear God, dear Lord, dear vague muscular man with a or a sword.
good all-seeing being, my way or the highway Yahweh.
The anti-masturbator, the great, all-loving faggot hater,
I'd like to thank your holy for making me both rich and white
And though is your day of rest, I come to you with one request
There's so pain beyond this steeple,
Wars and and homeless people.
Sadness, where there should be joy, hate and rape and boy.
A world in darkness needs your light, so I'm your schedule's pretty tight
But my dog just had leg surgery if you could fix first...

Debra Messing's in a holy place, "hail Mary full of grace."

Obama, could you some hope to the pope
I know a dude's who wanna elope
See the pope said, "nope" so the can't cope.
(The bros can grope but the bros cope)
been in love, they've been addicted
Who said shouldn't? Benedict did.
Cause in the holy land of the Lord he's the holy landlord and are evicted.
you can be a Benedict if you've been a dick under Benedict but
You can't have Benedicts because there's only one and only one dick
What? a dick on a is
Just like a soap on a rope cause
Pointless, unless in prison, throw up your Bibles, has risen.
Hallelujah, now it's men,
Because the ratio is 1 to 10.
Winos at the eucharist station,
Jesus wasn't the messiah, get back I'm a heretic and I'm on
It was Oedipus, and holy nights
The holy Christ.
I'm a post-Katrina cruising the marina. on a crusade to cruise aids
And FEMA
You're too late, fucked we don't need ya.

Amen. In the name of the Father, Son and Ghost
Head, shoulders, knees and
up your nose, strike that pose.
HEY MACARENA!