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Heathen Like Me

from Toilet Kids Bread by F.Y.P.

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You were born and then you're sworn
without a say til it's goodbye.
Like a cast made years before your time,
your informally baptized.
With benz-o-cain on your brain,
choose mediocrity.
You're forced to eat without a peep,
let every tongue adore thee.
And I won't ditch skool, cos me no fool.
No heaven for a heathen like me.
A mere mortal and yet opaque,
your literature reads fake.
For someone dead and astray
your redeemer sure does take.
Abide with me, contrary from
immortality. And when ya sober up
and took enough, raise your hymn books steady.
Take it back, absorb my tract, cos I heathen
oh is the answer.
Here's the church, where's the steeple?
Open the door, see them people?
and I wonder what's come over me.
Your prized confession is my obsession for me.
In heaven, you're secured and granted rent free.

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from Toilet Kids Bread, released January 1, 2007

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