| I murdered Mary,
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| with my stiletto heel,
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| I thrust it through her heart,
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| and laughed as she did squeal.
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| I murdered Joseph
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| in exactly the same way,
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| and after they buried Joseph,
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| I pissed upon his grave.
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| Pissed… pissed… pissed… pissed…
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| I murdered the disciples
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| in a frenzied knife attack,
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| I sneaked up behind them
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| and I stabbed them in the back.
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| I murdered John the Baptist
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| in exactly the same way,
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| and after they buried John the Baptist,
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| I pissed upon his grave.
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| Pissed… pissed… pissed… pissed…
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| And then I went up to Heaven,
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| St Peter let me in,
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| I stabbed St Peter
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| as he forgave me for my sins.
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| I murdered the Good Shepherd
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| in exactly the same way,
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| and after they buried the Good Shepherd,
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| I pissed upon his grave.
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| Pissed… pissed… pissed… pissed…
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| And then I went to God,
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| I went to Number One,
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| I murdered God,
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| and God, it was fun.
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| I murdered God
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| in exactly the same way,
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| and after they buried God,
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| I pissed upon his grave.
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| Pissed… pissed… pissed… pissed…
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| And then I went down to Hell,
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| where Satan was my friend…
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| But then Satan too
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| came to a sticky end.
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| I murdered Satan
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| in exactly the same way,
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| and after they buried Satan,
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| I pissed upon his grave.
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| I pissed I pissed I pissed … |