Bring me a bottle
We can sit and ponder
the world's problems
and maybe how to solve'em
When the bottle is finished
What's left?
White porcelain prayers
as I'm wrapped around
this drunken remedy
This world is beautiful
and at the same time evil
Eager teachers list
reasons why we
still need them
but can't figure out
the homeless
or how to feed them
I'm hopping trains full of paradise
and if the price is right
We can spice it up
Live life and stop the bull
from stampeding the thorns
Pretend we're on that sickness
that makes you forget, now
Quick!
What's your name again?
Tennison?
Try again
Last time I believed that
I had to confess another sin
to men of the cloth,
I view this arrogance
like a final boss
when I have the cheat code
but the game's still stuck on pause
an obnoxious itch
we will scratch forever,
now only the nail remains
wow a lot of content from a
wow a lot of content from a very talented writer
Imho the church should allow married priests to reduce the sexual pressure