Lyrics:
not his look
Priestly robes won't replace his suit
He is Bishop Bartholomew Butts
Eastern orthodox with a southern crush
High church style with
hair's a mess
Let's find a church
Any one will work
Be it Baptist Methodist Lutheran Presbyterian
How bout a country chapel A city tabernacle
always will
Bob works for the city, and Jack's in lab research
And Peggy plays organ at the Presbyterian Church
And the class of '57 had its dreams
always will
Bob works for the city, and Jack's in lab research
And Peggy plays organ at the Presbyterian Church
And the class of '57 had its dreams
Listen up here
It's Gerald Dunderson here
I'm the pastor of the 2nd Presbyterian Church of Marcus Stevenson
It's a free meatloaf night
Now y'all come down
born.
Some birthday!
Ol' Sam put on a three cornered hat
And in a Richmond church he sat
And Patrick Henry told him that while America drew breath
A young maiden, turned to dust
Victim of the orthodox bloodlust
Blasphemous longings were said to be her burden
The Priest throws his torch
Fire,
Ethiopia, The whole of Mama Africa
Orthodox Faith with the Tewahedo Church, Bahatawi monks chanting Psalms verse by verse
Axum to Harar, Selassie birthplace,
apart
When did we become divided
Tell me now, how did it start
Some are episcopalian, church of god,
Lutheran, Cong, Presbyterian,
Gospel,
to me, between the sheets
Get down and start to confess
Come into the church between my legs
And I’ll set you free
Be your deity, fall to your knees
Oh,
the F Down
Rock over London, Rock on Eureka
Saint Innocent Orthodox Christian Church of Eureka
Orthodox Christianity: Encounter The True, The Eternal,
serve your name or do you serve mankind
would you feel the same if they took down your sign
could you sit next to me if I was Baptist or Presbyterian
possess your veins
Walking through the gutter on the way to the church
Another trimester to pull you out the dirt dirt
AK47 take my brethren straight
they took down your sign
Could you sit next to me if I was Baptist or Presbyterian
Or do I need to be a charismatic or Episcopalian
I don't care if you
will
Bob works for the city and Jack's in lab research
And Peggy plays organ at the Presbyterian Church
And the class of '57 had it's dreams
Oh, we all
Subsequently
Mi praise the Father daily
And mi mental
Mi no denominational
Seh mi praise the Father daily
Him nuh Presbyterian nor Penty
Methodist,
practice Im in tenor bass
Before church let out I'm in a better praise
Known to been a dick
Before a Benediction
Let a crescendo hit
Im in a witness
New
will
Bob works for the city and
Jack's in lab research
And Peggy plays organ at
The Presbyterian Church
And the class of '97 had it's dreams
Oh We all
like some of them other mother fuckers
And their lovers fucking twisted with their sisters and their brothers
She calls herself a Presbyterian not
of something alien
My church is Presbyterian
My Christianity is kinda bullshit like I'm Aryan
This flow is on a killer streak don't talk to me, American
Your
MudvilleAnd yeah, I still got more rhymes than a Presbyterian church hymn bookBLEOW!
own to play and I can make them better
Idlewild days, Presbyterian
Yea I got a game, we going for win
Though sometimes I forget to pace myself and end
Freehold
Constellations rearrange and orbit 'round the steeple of First Presbyterian Church
I am Bear Mountain
I am entering orbit oh
I am Bear
"Where are we?" "I'm thirsty"
"There's a church up ahead
Maybe there's something in here"
"These don't look like Presbyterians!"
"They look like
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