I am a product of catholic school rule of beating,
Suspensions and foolish cheating
If I mention the ascension of Christ in a sentence I am probably kidding
This is a song about converting my demons
And leading them back in the underdeveloped regions of my brain
Untill the sequences stop repeating
On the phone abuela tells me if you're stabbing the guy
It will feel like god sent back his blessings
Ever since the moment I started breathing
It seemed the lack of a liberty surrounded goddess mythology fended me
Fuck it
Even if I wanted to believe I could have never picked a false god
Until there was war instead of peace
When I was a naughty boy I saw father Patrick unwind other brothers in the back
I saw the fucker with a ridge gets fired for doing little kids so we got to school class
When I heard that father Conrad died of AIDS in 1990
I started realizing that I couldn't trust my church entirely
Another superior jumped the gun
In the name of the Father, the Holy Ghost and the Son
I present a toast to the nuns
For all who got bad jokes I got one
With black and white and red all over
Hope is all done
Another superior jumped the gun
In the name of the Father, the Holy Ghost and the Son
I present a toast to the nuns
For all who got bad jokes I got one
With black and white and red all over
Hope is all done
God helps those who help themselves
God helps those with all the wealth
But God never helped me in my goddamn live
So I had to get up of the shelf
And I gotta live it fast,
Before the past catches up to me sucking me back in this trap
I always wanted to believe in the beautiful heaven
But the history of the bible could you barely have think about love
Shouts to the missionaries raping the women enslaving the men
Shout outs to the animal fairy that apparently gonna have got to heaven
And a final shout out goes to the popes and priest and the bishops
And these on the power
Everybody knows real gangsters rock robes and mitered crowns
Another superior jumped the gun
In the name of the Father, the Holy Ghost and the Son
I present a toast to the nuns
For all who got bad jokes I got one
With black and white and red all over
Hope is all done
Another superior jumped the gun
In the name of the Father, the Holy Ghost and the Son
I present a toast to the nuns
For all who got bad jokes I got one
With black and white and red all over
Hope is all done