Luyện nghe bài hát Rant

All the at the Sunday masses,
Filled with the massive asses,
Classes pass as as molasses.
Ceremonial glasses.
a little bit of Leviticus.
All the kids are a too little for this.
All the parents nod in -
"I think I can see what he meant."
It's too in the morning glory
To read allegory story,
The father, a little bit farther,
Assuring the assured they need not bother
"when God, in verse 45, said the slaves are to buy,
He meant that people, all from the
have slaves within their hearts.
Things, that we have sold or boughten, that are forced to pick our moral
God calls us to set these free, free our from slavery...
And as God goes on to explain the logistics of buying and selling slaves..."

In the back, I sit and I nod to the beats that are bumpin' from my
My god, they're to pray
And the music I can hear them say
"dear God, Lord, dear vague muscular man with a beard or a sword.
good all-seeing being, my way or the highway Yahweh.
The blue-balled anti-masturbator, the great, faggot hater,
I'd like to thank holy might for making me both rich and white
And though this is day of rest, I come to you with one request
There's so much pain beyond steeple,
Wars and drugs and people.
Sadness, where there should be joy, and rape and soulja boy.
A world in darkness needs your light, so I'm sure your schedule's pretty
But my dog just had leg surgery if you could fix first...

Debra fingers in a holy place, "hail Mary full of grace."

Obama, could you pass hope to the pope
I know a dude's who wanna elope
See the pope said, "nope" so the can't cope.
(The bros can grope but the can't cope)
They've been in love, they've addicted
Who said they Benedict did.
in the holy land of the Lord he's the holy landlord and dicks are evicted.
Cause you can be a Benedict if you've been a dick under but
You can't have Benedicts because there's one pope and only one dick
What? a dick on a is
like a soap on a rope cause it's
Pointless, in prison, throw up your Bibles, Christ has risen.
Hallelujah, now raining men,
the gender ratio is 1 to 10.
Winos at the eucharist station,
wasn't the messiah, get back I'm a heretic and I'm on fire
It was Oedipus, and those nights
The motherfucking Christ.
I'm a post-Katrina cruising the marina. on a crusade to cruise aids
And blast
You're too late, we're fucked we need ya.

Amen. In the name of the Father, Son and Holy
Head, shoulders, and toes
Turn up nose, strike that pose.
HEY MACARENA!