Aborteum.
I said luciani
The futures here today
I said hey luciani
Pope of three three days
They made out you were are an ultra nut
And had no time for your christianity
You paid with your life for their treachery
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The futures here to stay
Luciani
Hey luciani
Jesus has gone away
I said hey luciani
Meet the church, bank, s.a.**
They said you were of peasant stock
And one day the curia murdered you
Your hermeneutics are through
And on that fruited plain
The corporate bishops graze
Exit church of poverty and pain
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The futures here to stay
Hey luciani
A pop star in your cell
I said hey luciani
A polish son of hell
You were the first john paul i
How is it your christian is gone?
Can you see it from your grave?
The tv snow-storm on top,
The brass holy grail
Imitation for sale
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Luciani
And all the cowls are black
On an inquisition rack
The futures here today
The futures here to stay
Luciani
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