Ate up the prophets, corrupted the saints Exhausted resources made us ashamed
Hollywood won't touch you with a pole Jesus does not love you, lucifer does not want your soul Made a mistake, no one will forgive you The servants you love to dismiss all will outlive you
Set us against each other, thought it was clever What a fiasco, well I never
Such a good baby, such an old man Thanks for the memories, now why don't you scram
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