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Politics : Should God be replaced? -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Frederick Smart who wrote (13019)	7/18/2002 2:09:50 PM
From: Giordano Bruno	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 28931

Carefull Fred She's on the same list as John Lennon. Atheist Music Table of Contents telemark.net Front rooms Back rooms Slide into tables Crowd into bathrooms Cheap talk Deep talk Talk, talk, talk around the clock Crawl home Lie down Teeth chatter Heart pounds I don't feel so good I don't feel so good Push a button to escape Preacher on the tube crying "Lord! There's evil in this land [evangelist] "Rock n roll music!" "Cast down these dope fiends and their noisy bands!" "Damn their souls!" Preacher preaching love like vengeance Preaching love like hate Calling for large donations Promising estates Rolling lawns and angel bands Behind the pearly gates You know, he will have his in this life But yours will have to wait He's immaculately tax free "Multiple hundreds of thousands of ..." Tax free "Hundreds of millions of dollars" Tax free "A hundred billion dollars! And who is paying the price?" Who, who "Your children are" Pissed off Jacked up Scream into the mike Spit into the loving cup Strut like a rooster March like a man God's hired hands and the devil bands Packing the same grandstands Different clothes "Pot in their pockets!" Different hair "Sexually active!" Raise a screaming guitar or a bible in the air Theatre of anguish Theatre of glory God's hired hands and the devil bands Oh come let us adore - ME! Lord, there's danger in this land You get witch-hunts and wars When church and state hold hands Fuck it! Tonight I'm going dancing With the drags queens and the punks Big beat deliver me From the sanctimonious skunk We're no flaming angels He's not heaven sent How can he speak for the Prince of Peace When he's hawk-right-militant And he's immaculately tax free "Our nation has lost its guts!" Save me "Our nation has lost its strength!" Tax free "Our nation has whimpered and cried!" Save me "And petted the Castros!" Tax free "The Knomeinis' and the Kaddafis'" Save me "For so long" Tax free "That we don't know how to act like a man!" Save me "I think we should turn the United States marines Loose on that little island south of Florida And stop that problem!" "I am preachin' love, I am!" ~Joni

To: Frederick Smart who wrote (13019)	7/18/2002 7:21:16 PM
From: average joe	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 28931

Saskatchewan Culture Lesson... RAISED ON ROBBERY He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel He was drinking for diversion He was thinking for himself A little money riding on the Maple Leafs Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves She says... "Let me sit down You know, drinkin' alone's a shame It's a shame, it's a crying shame Look at those jokers Glued to that damn hockey game Hey honey-you've got lots of cash Bring us round a bottle And we'll have some laughs Gin's what I'm drinking I was raised on robbery I'm a pretty good cook I'm sitting on my groceries Come up to my kitchen I'll show you my best recipe I try and I try but I can't save a cent I'm up after midnight, cooking Trying to make my rent I'm rough but I'm pleasin' I was raised on robbery We had a little money once They were pushing through a four Iane highway Government gave us three thousand dollars You should have seen it fly away First he bought a '57 Biscayne He put it in the ditch He drunk up all the rest That son of a bitch His blood's bad whiskey I was raised on robbery You know you ain't bad looking I like the way you hold your drinks Come home with me honey I ain't asking for no full length mink Hey, where you going... Don't go yet... Your glass ain't empty and we just met You're mean when your loaded- I was raised on robbery" jonimitchell.com