The Unfairness Of Angels

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 Jehovah witnesses

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Knocking on my door at 9am
With them preaching ‘amen'
I've drunk six pints the night before
So religious texts I don't want to explore
From deluded schizophrenics at my door
"Do you believe there is a God?"
I honestly don't give a sod
I don't want to spend eternity
With my dead auntie Billie
Eating cream scones and tea
And listening to radio 3
The sound of a million souls snoring
Heavens boring!
They ask me if I believe in sin
I say I am that and more, I'm everything
They ask me how I was born
But I just want to watch my lesbian porn
They want to give me leaflets about Jehovah
And what to do when the world is over
I say, I believe man makes his own luck
And heaven for me is one long fck
With two teenage bi sexual girls
And I don't believe in old wives tales
And what exactly are they witnesses too?
The dawning of one mans zoo?
Total nonsense, they talk about Noahs flood
But I ask them why they don't give blood
Idiots! Who ruin my weekends
Preaching nonsense and foolish trends
I'm apparently going to hell?
Awe what shame, with my yummy sins, oh well
Looks like a life time of dirty kisses
Without those Jehovah witnesses!



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