"Fuck the Bible"
im a athiest for life, rippin beliefs to shreads,
im here to put all other religions to bed,
conundrum - reuben
likes god but no one likes reuben,
i took all 12 disciples, dressed them and screwed them,
im sorry reuben but i also
bent over the virgin mary,
that makes me the dad of christ, aint that scary,
i spose ill be goin to hell for those
remarks,
but so shud all those priests standin all stark,
balls to the left, dick in the alter boy,
a corny sex
scream 'THIS THE REAL MCCOY',
fuck all priests, pervy ass queers,
sorry roobs, i shud stop, i see ure tears,
i
got a question, u protestant or catholic?
cos im gonna break the churchs windows with a brick,
then y'all should bow
down to your new god,
especially reuben, cos hes just a fucking gay sod,
bible pages stuck togethor, couldnt wait
til god tossed him off,
'b...b..but keep the faith', i just scoff,
dont dare fight when i burn ure sticky bible
ill
take religion to court and sue it for lible,
i follow all the commandments, just not all at once,
i stole from the
collection plate cos the ministers a ponce,
if anyone believe that bible shit they must be visually impaired,
im coming
for u reuben boy, u better say ure prayers!
I went a cottaging one fine day,
I'll sue you for libel if you say i'm gay,
I just like drilling holes in public toilets,
Then sticking in my meat trucheon for all to soil it,
Cottaging is a real mans game,
But you shouldn't be fooled by it's gentle name,
It's nothing to do with wooden houses or straw roofs,
If anything its closely related to portillo being half-Spanish... and a poof
You may partake in cottaging here, you may partake in cottaging there,
But you mustn't shoot your load just anywhere,
You should splurt in a rancid, graphite-ladden public bog,
And if that aint you thing i'll muck up your lense you gay sod.
P.s. Rueben is a cottager,
and he'll probably try to bum you
Tharr be two songs in me bounty stolen from Matthew Howland
Gold 2000 (teaser version)
Gold! 2000
Always believe in your...Soul
You've got the power to...Know
You're indestructable,
Always believe iiiiiiiiiiiiit,
(Yaarrrr. I have recieved a ridiculous demand from "Jhonathon Mathers" demanding partial credit for this song. I find
this ridiculous considering that this song quite clearly be stolen.) However, Words and Music By:
Kris S and Jhon
"Me Oh Myra" - A tribute to Myra Hindley
When I saw your photo, in the press, I thought
Is she blonde?, under her dress,
I thought
I hope they make her, take off her dress
For the next one, but they didn't even know it would be so much
better
if it had been alright sitting there having a fag
I used to have your picture, in the toilet
I wanted you to see my naked body
and oil it
But my mother had to catch me and spoil it
And I don't think even you, could have given me more
Murder
Every time I see your picture, Myra
I have to phone my latest girlfriend and
fire 'er
And find a prostitute that looks like you and hire 'er
Oh, me oh Myra
You better watch out Brady, I'm gonna 'ave ya lady
Just 'cause I wan-'er, just
'cause I can get her and you can't
So pogo on that you twat