The Lord's Prayer
Gentle Jesus meek and mild
Give us drugs and send us wild
Oh bearded long-haired groovy hippy
We pray for stuff extremely trippy
The very wealthy want more money
We find that so sad and funny
Cheap it is to make us snug
All we ask for is a drug
Hellsong faithful pray for riches
They are just John Howard's bitches
We are children of the Lord
But John would put us to the sword
We may be wild but we are true
And don't deserve to be run-through
Jesus Lord we'll be up-front
Please protect us from that cunt!
.oOo.
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