And Lil Jon says, “Please, Father, tell the Lord
That I’m regretful for my Sins.”
And as the bells peal, he begins
To drain his pockets into bins
Says, as he makes his offerings
“As soon as Coin in Coffer rings
Dear Mothers Soul to Heaven springs!”
He interjects, “Please, if I may
Take just a moment here to say I’m so inspired by the way
The way our Lord has promised You more Land
Your fine Cathedrals stand so grand
Your Holy Jewels glow on Your Hand
And unless,” he reflects, as his good conscience squirms
“I request to ingest a steady diet of worms
I had best do my best to better come to terms with Your indulgences.”
Indulgences
Indulgences
Indulgences
And dull John says “Will the owner of a Ford
Who left their lights on, could you please go turn them off?”
You blink and freeze, and in the pew you clink your keys
Because you up and plum forgot
Just which of your five cars you brought
Oh, good, that’s not yours in the lot
And you get on your knees and pray
That your new hair dye hides the gray
And that your stocks perform okay.
Okay, you don’t come here to question truth
You just need this confession booth
To relive your low-pressure youth.
Ask the priest where he got the fabric for his vestment
Now he knows you think God is just a smart investment
So your soul is all flawed
Surprise! Another testament to your indulgences
Indulgences
Indulgences
Indulgences
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