Lyrics:
a Christian boy
All I want, all I want, all I want is a missionary boy
I want a Christian boy All I want is a Christian girl
I want a flowing girl All I want
Christian Dior (j'veux du Christian)
Baby veut du Christian Dior (j'veux du Christian)
Christian Dior (j'veux du Christian)
Baby veut du Christian
I dream of the hour when the last congressman is strangled to death on the decks of the last creature
And since the Christians seemed to love this
to be anounced
They're getting ready
Yeah I think their getting ready to go into the court room
Mr. Franklin, how can you say you promote christian
Even in the initial stages of contact between European Christians and Native Indians people the stage was set for ethnocentrism, and the attitude
a dictionary, it's a thesaurus
And I feel like a missionary to a clitoris
The water bearer heir of traditions that I swear to never change
My chair position
could make some sense
My two party alliance might have looked smaller than everyone's, making you think I'm short of horse sense
But trust me, my running
he slipped away
Into glory
This could not stop
His band of missionaries
As their journey
To the islands began
They changed
The Kapu system
Aloha ke
right, but it's wrong
Penthouse nice view that's a vibe
Movin' like a vampire in the night, yeah
Back shots, missionary, pussy tight
When we done, she get
your own God
And do it honestly
I want a Hindu, to be a Good Hindu
I want a Muslim, to be a Good Muslim
I want a Christian, to be a Good Christian
from spitting
Christian bars to rolling up
Some split cigars
I went from standing
On the pulpit
Reading scripts as missionary
To chilling with some chick
the church of Latter Day Skanks
This ain’t your Father’s missionary position
This ain’t your Mother’s sister Christian
This is everything you’ve been praying
Wait a minute
(Dyllie, uh-huh)
You know them Christians is all bigots (you know I ain't lying)
Want riches, burn bridges, build walls, tall
mascot
If I go further might pass God
Ask God who's the missionary
Pagans know that these Christians scary
Blood guilt what these Christian's bury
Gunned
askew
Well, you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes loose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries loose their bark
All
times to see
The coming of the white Christ and odd beliefs
So don't believe
All the stupid Christians
Christian man's blood
Spilt for rituals
Used
our boiling blood...
The alliance is done
"Each one of us can take his path all alone through the darkest night..."
Long time ago we sold our souls -
ascendants
Your Honor’s here, venom spit at your whole line of defendants
Hide the kids from it when I’m live in the premises
Christian missionaries in
to consider themselves a Christian school
Because actually what happened was there was such a wave of salvation because of the missionaries on their campus
Phil Ochs
Christian cannons have fired at my days
With the warning beneath the holy blaze
And bow to our authority
Say the cannons of Christianity
Oh
askew
Well, you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes loose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries loose their bark
All
hand."
Christian soldiers armed with virtue-
Hearts afire with blind obsession
Cannot see the difference 'twixt
Compassion and oppression
"These
askew
Well, you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes loose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries loose their bark
All
On a pas peur décidément
Compétant, intelligent
On joue nos cartes au bon moment
Car en mon équipe j'ai confiance
On forme la meilleur des alliances
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