Firkin - If I Could be the Pope | Текст песни

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I was born a catholic and
Raised to be a sceptic
As far as the teaching’s concerned
I knew there was something
I’d always be searching
Through trial and error I learned
That noone will love me
And noone will save me
If I don’t love and I don’t save myself
And nothing from outside
Will bring me to glory
Not all the world’s books on my shelf

But if I could be the Pope
I’d show you the way
All regrets and fears I’d pray away
If I could be the Pope
I’d need no dope
For I’d be providing the best stuff called hope
If I could be the Pope, I would elope
All the virgins loosing their faith
I would sure ditch the rope
For I’d be the Pope
And that would be something with which I could cope
For I’d sure be that Pope.

I was christened unconscious
And grew up so anxious
To see where this whole tale could lead
I learned all commandments and thought I was going to
Be whole no problems indeed
But I found out that all this was highly unlikely to
Leave me forever in peace
And I’d still have the fears and regrets and I would be
always missing a piece.

But if I could be the Pope
I’d show you the way
All regrets and fears I’d pray away
If I could be the Pope
I’d need no dope
For I’d be providing the best stuff called hope
If I could be the Pope, I would elope
All the virgins loosing their faith
I would sure ditch the rope
For I’d be the Pope
And that would be something with which I could cope
For I’d sure be that Pope.

I’ve been tormented by reason
And accused of treason
When my wonderings questioned beliefs
I lived by the rules and was fed with old news
Like a tree without foliage and leaves.
But after a while I grew my own crown
And I knew I would have to get hold of my soul
And I knew that the clues are all given I’d just have to
Find them inside on my own.

But if I could be the Pope...
Oh, if I could be the Pope...
Maybe I should be the Pope...
Oh, if I could be the Pope...

Oh, if I could be the Pope
I would refine
All that is human and all that’s devine
If I could be the Pope
All would be fine
I’d reconcile time-space and business and crime
If I could be the Pope
I’d sing for the world
And I would invite all the saints for a drink
To tell me tall tales of heaven and earth
And grave jokes to laugh about death
Oh maybe I should be the Pope.