Lyrics:
fanatics The people that are suffering of needfulness by starving and violence The Pope your saintship, don't come visit us To more money you steal from us
rolling up the holy green till I'm vibrating You look me up and see my orbit in the sky racin May not be a saint (Shit) Still deserve a saintship Came up
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