Statues of age old stone shed tears Theres a myriad of reason why None of which I need to hear What Im listening for as a natural very low frequency Only sizmologists speak to me Recently wheels that squeak have no sequel Refusing to roll like predictable people The nunery is harnessing in sexual frustration Converting it into fuel powering the congreagation Tour Bus for a time travel fantasy Six thousand years in the past to dismantle the Ludicrous theories of secular scientists Backing their statements with useless appliances I apply knowledge from tabloid horoscopes Reminidng me all is not lost there is hope Play the lottery, unplus the discord Flex your authority, carry a clipboard
My life is fleeting, I shall soon befall the fate of mortals My only dying wish is to be greeted at the portal Of all eternal hell by he whom Ive put all my faith in Ill dedicate my afterlife to serve the mighty satan
Look at the bottom of that fir tree the telltale sign somebody was here, wired it up, put it together in no time Who did the deed? Who tried to rid the woods of free thinking dudes who cuss too much and do no good They trample vegetation with their ATV's So now theyre fucking with the ghost of Jonny Appleseed And hes a charitable spirit, but not so Christ-like He wouldnt take his tin pot hat to their windpipes