Chapel
Happy clappy chapel, just across the road, the flock will be among us; lightening our load.
First they bought the college, then they got the school, now they want the library who are they trying to fool?
It's all so cosmetic, a big celestial bluff, ten percent of income, a prayer is not enough.
I don't hate religion or people who have faith, I just don't join gangs, it's what keeps me safe.
So don't approach me in the street, offering advice, I'm still alive and kicking I've tried every kind of vice.
Next time you put a leaflet through the letterbox, I'll tear it up without a glance, please don't be so shocked