I think that I have received
Power from a nameless seed
Fertile and deep
To look at the sad I keep
Kills me like my cigarettes
How pure and deeply upset
My momma gets
Well I'm idiot offspring
Here is my sad offering
And though I'll never know how to sing
I promise to stay glittery
Jesus holds the universe
Inside his wife's fancy purse
It must of been a deal
Yeah, surley a godly steal
Hark! A golden turnip lays
And I have too fancy a taste
Just put me in place
And wipe the delusion off my face
And I know it's insane to complain
Have you seen the front page
Of he Times today
It is pornography at its most godly
It is murdering, it is flirting
With the World's idiot offspring

Copyright: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
Writer(s): Aaron Cooper Maine