You've Been Lookin For God In All The Wrong Places...

And if these words you do not heed
Your pocketbook just
kinda might recede
When some man comes along and
claims godly need
He will clean you out
right through your
tweed

That's right, remember
there is a big
difference between kneeling down
and bending over...
He's got twenty million dollars
In his Heavenly Bank Account...
All from those chumps who was
Born again
Oh yeah, oh yeah

He's got seven limousines
And a private plane...
All for the use of his
Special Friends
Oh yeah, oh yeah
He's got thousand-dollar suits
And a Wembley Tie...
Girls love to stroke it
While he's on the phone
Oh yeah, oh yeah

At the House of Representatives
He's a groovy guy...
When he Gives Thanks
He is not alone...

He is dealin'
He is really dealin'
IRS Can't determine
Where The Hook is

It is easy with the Bible
To pretend that
You're in Show Biz

They won't get him
They will never get him
For the naughty stuff
That he did

It is best in cases like this
To pretend that
You are stupid

He's got Presidential Help
All along the way

He says the grace
While the lawyers chew
Oh yeah
They sure do

And the Govenors agree to say:
"He's a lovely man!"
He makes it easier for
Them to screw
All of you...
Yes, that's true!

'Cause he helps put
The Fear of God
In the Common Man
Snatchin' up money
Everywhere he can
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

He's got twenty million dollars
In his Heavenly Bank Account
You ain't got nothin', people (TAX THE CHURCHES!)
You ain't got nothin', people (TAX THE FUCK OUT OF THE CHURCHES!)
You ain't got nothin', people
Thank the man...oh yeah

It's Good (So-So) Friday

Happy Easter if you are in to that sort of thing.
At least follow the imaginings of your innermost self.

Yes, That's Right - I Didn't Make It To The Solstice Circle When Called

Late last night, about 9 p.m. I was met at my front door by an opossum.
He stood squarely at the door, facing the house, waiting.
I stepped up beside him, placed my feet firmly together, and pointed a wagging finger at him.
"I'm sorry, Your not getting into this house, mister." I said gently to my would be guest.
He turned and moved about 3 steps to the left.
He then turned to look back inside through the glass beside the door, giving me the occasional sideways glance of disgust.
I watched him as I opened the door and went inside. He never twitched a muscle. I checked back in a couple of minutes. He was gone the third time I looked. My guess is that The Wonderful World of Disney had just gone off.

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